Lancelot did cut Arthur to the quick. In and out, only Guinevere is pleased. Not history. History is pissed so the
The Round Table goes circle. Meeting adjourned till the joint's completely smoked. Smoke with no fire, its hidden like unnamed's sneak. Barefoot, feet naked like desire and not for the king. Queen aches to be nighted by a lance so Lancelot the Knight its gotta be. Is, sucked him off in the hallway and she went ALL the way. Came back courtesy of the cough, Arthur shatters privacy.
Shattered by the betrayal, Arthur sees red and friendship bleeds out. Cheating Chick's fate will be sworded out after his sword from the stone has made once-best-friend a golem. A man no more, Lancelot is a beast to Arthur from now on. Let the Hunt begin!
Game stays ahead of the Hunter in the chase. At home, another game is being considered for change. Some itch to switch Arthur's game off and so
Found it had set. Cheating Chick had gone cold to their love in the monastery so he became cold too, a monk who fell on his sword. Monkfish in the sea of the Fisher King, will the Fisher King fish him out?
F*** yeah!!
Fisher King fishes him out, tweaks him then throws him back in the sea. Monkfish no more, Lancelot skips the swordfish stage straight to D. Terrelli. Armor on the predator fish, the D stands for DOOM.