Once
I went to fairyland,
The
land of dead and souls.
And
I stand and saw,
Neither fairy’s nor trolls
The
fairyland lost in grief,
And
deep sorrow.
The
trees are without leaf,
And
not even a singing sparrow
I
swear to my King,
“To
make everyone gladden.
I’m
the lionhearted knight of
The
old mount wagon. “
The
old grim witch,
Cursed
my fairyland .
Now
I’m here to spare,
What
she snitched.
I
have Merlin's wand,
To
defend against immoral.
And
I have sorcerer’s sand,
To
draw this place floral.
I
swear to Arthur’s sword,
“I’ll
slay the dreadful dragon.
I’m
the valorous knight of
The
old mount wagon. “
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