Meanwhile, in a far-off kingdom, there lived a strong, fair gentleman,
who had a bit of a hearing problem. He dreamed of meeting a beautiful
princess who would appreciate his kind heart and valorous deeds. Such
a princess existed; our lady with the golden curls.
But they
never met. They both lived alone, in solitary splendor, longing for the
fulfillment of their dreams.
The princess
kissed a lot of toads, and the gentleman went silly performing in tournaments,
but their paths never crossed.
The princess
took up weaving and sold her garments to cross-eyed Persian kings. The
gentleman took care of his horse, named Ginger, and earned many a notch
in his sword.
And they
all lived happily ever after.
Copyright
1990 by Alyce Wilson
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