She said I was her knight in shining armor,
I said the armor is a little beat-up,
rusty, and kinda worn,
and she said that's the best kind around.
I said she was my lady so gentle,
she said that she swore so hard;
Satan and sailors were taking notes
on pen and pad;
and I said that's the best kind possible.
We saw the maleficent beast of our pasts,
it said we would never make it work;
that our hearts were too shattered,
maimed and destroyed;
so we slew the beast with our love.
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