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Knight in Tin Foil Armor
I can't trust a single one of you.
Calling yourselves "knights in shining armor";
Planning to play me for the fool.
Show me your charms, your wits;
Strength to boot.
Sweep me off my feet;
Literally.
But, I am no damsel in distress;
My friend.
I can see right through you;
Thin shards of tin foil, feather away.
There goes your ruse, your cheap display.
You aren't a knight at all.
Just a meek sheep, in wolves clothes.
You have been exposed;
How will the tin foil protect you against from the sting & pain of a real steel blade?
Only a real knight would know.
I have yet to meet one.
Of mice & men, I meet the mice.
& sure, they're nice.
But, what's "nice" do when you need someone to save you?
I save myself
& the men too.
& they wonder why I don't want to stay...
I'm not the damsel in distress;
I'm a strong woman, in a dress.
A pure heroine.
