I Will Take What Is

Man Wants To Be The King O' The Rabbits, He Best Wear A Pair O' Floppy Ears.

In The Songs All Knights Are Gallant, All Maids Are Beautiful, And The Sun Is Always Shining.

No Mortal Man Could Frighten Him, No More Than The Darkness Could, Nor The Bones Of His Soul, The Grey And Grisly Bones Of His Soul.

The Man Who Never Reads Lives Only One.

Why Do The Gods Make Kings And Queens If Not To Protect The Ones Who Can't Protect Themselves?