Drowning myself in the ladel of sighs,
Clever enough to keep telling the lies,
Dutiful to a grevious outcome,
I do not wish to become my nightmare,
Ramming ships into darkness most grievous,
For king and country and hearts all aglow,
I should have given this up long ago,
My quests and crusades for some larger good,
No longer end as happy endings should,
Instead they leave me upon the shore,
Shaken and bitterly failing my chore,
To save the weak and bring justice to hand.