By Blackknight
I was walking in the bandit woods.
I was preparing for a bloody fight.
I agreed and followed him to his lair.
When morning arrived, he was my guide.
Loaded down with goods and coins.
When lo and behold who should appear.
But a bandit wearing a dark black hood.
But this bandit did not want my goods.
Nor did he want my coins.
He only wanted companionship.
To tell tales throughout the night.
Deep in the bandit woods.
And I amazed that robber for many hour.
With tales of battle and fairs.
As he guided me back to the town.
And while I was walking back through the gate.
He said to me "Cheer up, ya didn't make me frown."