Felix Dennis
Forbear Sir Knight! You quest too late,
(Alas, alack for thee);
No damsels in distress now wait
On shining chivalry.
Your courtly love, your sword and spur
Bound Guinevere to woe-
And we have learned to much prefer
The dragon to his foe.
Ride on to lands where maidens cower
And revel in their plight:
I am the mistress of this tower -
I am my own heart's knight.
