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Your maiden is, lacking in loyalty
My pottage looks, quite delicious
Your pottage looks, quite suspicious
My heir is, as smart as a scholar
Your heir is, a no good brawler
My tunic is, made from fine textile
Your tunic is, lacking in style
My mare is, mighty and strong
Your mare sleeps, all day long
My fiefdom is, grand and abundant
Your fiefdom is, bland and redundant
My jester makes, me giggle with glee
Your jester makes, me wince at thee
My helmet can, shield me from many blows
You helmet can, protect less than pantyhose
My village is, quaint and prosperous
Your village is, simply preposterous
My sword can, defeat my foes with ease
Your sword can, slice only through cheese
My knights are, adept in bravery
Your knights are, quite unsavory
My dwelling is, quite cozy and warm
Your dwelling can’t, protect you from a rainstorm
My bard is, gifted with musical skill
You bard is, simply run of the mill