I fought the Dandelion sisters three separate times.
I still have the blisters from pulling on their vines.
No matter how hard I was able to hack.
The petals were falling but they kept coming back.
An ancient forge produced the steel
That yours truly, Sir George, has come to wield
My armor, my sword and my shield
With an ivory tower on a ruby field.
The battle seemed facing a tie
Between The Nicotine dragon and I.
Then I reached out with one final slash,
The monster just screamed then slowly turned to ash.
Don't know what truth will be revealed
Through harshest winds my eyes stay peeled
I pledge my sword, my heart and my shield
To the ivory tower on a ruby field.
I was feeling kind of humble you see.
I got some honey from the Bumble bees.
Despite the sweet tastes and the loads of fun.
My heart was never broken but I still got stung.
Each fight I've faced I felt the Fate was sealed
Didn't win them all but have never kneeled
All wounds I have on the surface healed
Like an ivory tower on a ruby field.
I hope someday to get my rest
Perhaps on a throne in an angels nest.
Invited to imbibe in my just reward.
And finally lay down my sword.
