Piers and Suzette
May sunshine and scattered showers
Countdown days and sleepless hours
Village maidens creep from their bowers
Meet amongst the meadow flowers
In a circle they skip and dance
Whilst chanting their love one's name
Enticing as moths to a flame
Each to another and all the same
Jethro, Saul, Piers and Lance.
As storm clouds darkened the blue sky
Each maiden emitted a sigh
Happily with vocals on high
hurried home, to wait bye and bye
Fair Suzette wished to be Piers wife
He waited for the day's sunset
to spread it's golden riverlet
For Piers was in love with Suzette
Dame Fortune had smiled on his life
Piers was due an inheritance
Came by way of a recompense
Family feuds were once intense
Thankfully all now make good sense
The moon lightened his way ahead
He walked then rested for awhile
Reading her note he did smile
Then hurried on over the style
Spurred on by love he quickly tread
Bleating sheep barring his way along
Moved aside as he sang love song
Twas her his heart did belong
He hoped her heart was just as strong
Thoughts of meeting made his heart thud
To rendevous she had agreed
The marshy fen and the tall green reed
Bogged down his progress to impede
He soldiered on caked in the mud
As overhead storm clouds passed
Sinking, helpless, he stared aghast
ankles, then knees he was stuck fast
Frantic, his eyes about him cast
Wind caught words blown far away
Then came a glowing lantern flame
Wending a pathway to her swain
For her his fear he overcame
He lowered his head and then did pray
He heard wild ponies stampeding
Then towards Piers they then did swing
He searched his pockets for some string
Lassoing one did upwards spring
Oh joy he thought my lucky day.
He gained control with frantic haste
Then across the fen he did race
To lift Suzette to his embrace.
They married and named their child May
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