Saturday, April 19, 2008

Brave, brave Sir Robin...

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5 comments:

Tecumseh said...

Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot
He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp
Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken
To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin

His head smashed in and his heart cut out
And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burnt off
And his penis...
Well that's enough music for now, lads...

4/19/2008 9:11 PM
Arelcao Akleos said...

Hmmm, I never heard of this remarkable ditty. Well, vaguely heard of it, but never heard it, nor read the lyrics...
You lads must play it at my funeral.

4/20/2008 1:07 AM
My Frontier Thesis said...

AA, revisit source and report back to us: Source

4/20/2008 11:32 AM
Arelcao Akleos said...

Ah, so I must have heard it but have forgotten in the intervening 25 years since I last saw the flick. What I do remember is Black Night, Killer Rabbit, and trundling over the same moor in search of the Grail. Obviously Sir Robin died in vain, in my case.
Remember, play that damn song at my funeral.

4/20/2008 2:49 PM
My Frontier Thesis said...

You got it, AA. You dying sooner than the rest of us or something?

4/21/2008 9:41 AM

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