Old and Senseless

In seventy-six a maiden fell in love with a prince,

who by no stretch of the imagination was dense,

yet he left his devoted behind to chase his dream

by following that colorful rainbow, or so it seemed,

to a far off land and away from Home Sweet Home

to secure that pot of gold filled up to the dome,

yet did it he did and with all the high glory to boast,

but you see he left behind the one thing he loved most,

his fair maiden who by now was wasting no time

having fun in the meadows with knights and fine wine,

whilst he took his sweet time to come to his senses,

and when he did in ninety-six, she was old and senseless,

but...hey...he was too, so you see it didn't matter

'cause their love was true and getting better and better.

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nineteen years later
 and still getting better