I saw a man kneel before an exquisite princess

and hang onto her every word,

the unctuous fool fawning upon

a doe he would never take for his own.

She did realize the desperation

of his farfetched flattery

and departed at once,

but he clung onto her legs, beseeching her not go.

And she looked down upon him and his ironwilled clench on her

and cast eyes of profound contempt upon the impediment, with a haughty motion of the head asserting

"Only men of your nature would dare follow me more."

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