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[sid] => 150152
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Legend of Robin Hood
[time] => 2009-05-25 15:18:41
[hometext] => My first poem in 15 years. Not 100% happy with it but I think it's quite good.
[bodytext] => Gather round, children, and pin back your ears For this famous tale of a brave outlaw Who loved stealing gold from England’s rich, And giving it out to England’s poor The excellent yarn of bold Robin Hood! Fabulous stories, passed through the ages. His fantastic life summed in a nutshell And set down for you in these few pages. ‘Twas Sherwood Forest where Hood made his home. and up in the trees that he built his den. He then tried to find some like-minded folk Who’d fight beside him, his first “merry men” Once while out hunting not far from Worksop, Hood crept through the woods with his bow and quiver He caught a fine bird to cook for his lunch Then set for home which lay over the river. The old wooden bridge was blocked by a man By name “Little John”, though he was giant. Hood called “Let me pass!” but John did not budge So then Hood tried “please!” . John stayed defiant. They fought with great sticks - such a sight to behold! Till Robin tripped and fell into the stream. John leaned from the bridge, gave Robin his hand Then with a smile cried “We’d make a great team!” As Hood was no fool he gladly agreed So they united, went on as a pair. Hood with his cunning and his bow & arrow And John beside him, as strong as a bear. Once while out robbing they came by a coach. The two merry men saw a chance for some fun! “Stand & deliver!" They called “where’s your gold?” A young boy jumped out and started to run! Although he was quick and had a head start Robin soon caught him, pulled off the boy’s hat Imagine his shock - he found not a lad, But rather a GIRL & a pretty one at that! Maid Marian she was and she pulled out a knife To fight back our heroes and save her small treasure. She tripped Robin over, he fell to his knees Then smiling he said “Please do me this pleasure -” “Forget all your gold, your servants, that tosh Join my merry men and be my merry lass I never did plan to ask girls to join, But you fight like a lion and have so much sass!” The maid, with no folks and no home of her own Joined our brave duo and two became three Then over the years she fell for Robin And he loved her too, 'twas so plain to see Marian and Rob planned to get hitched. But Hereford’s Bishop said “not on your life!” “A ratbag like you can never be wed Get out! And what’s more, take your would-be wife!” So off Robin went to find a good monk Who would not mind what the bishop had said Who would marry Hood to Marian that day And not care one hoot for the price on their heads. A fat jolly chap (his name Friar Tuck) Stood by a stream’s edge like some great big troll Hood tried to pass him but there was a snag Before he could cross Tuck wanted a toll He wanted no gold, he wanted no cash Instead he grilled Hood with a riddle or two Of course Robin won and came out on top And grinning he said “I’m smarter than you!” Hood’s prize for this game (agreed in advance) Was a lift over the cold and the wet Naughty Tuck dropped him! But though Hood got soaked He’d found in the friar his merriest man yet. Others joined the band, too many to name And fought the good fight against mean Prince John But though they were brave and helped many folk They never considered their battle was won. As long as the rich would not share their gold With the poor people whose lives were so tough Hood’s Merry Men continued their fight One good battle won was never enough And though it’s now time to leave our new friends Fear not, this isn’t the end of their story As long as folk love to read a good tale The name “Robin Hood” shall echo in glory! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 5 [informant] => sophiaandninasdad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChildrensPoetry )
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