MOST KINDLY
For the man who looks like
Robin Hood most everything's
a giveaway, I'd guess. Meeting
Little John on that walkway
bridge, we all just knew that
someone had to give. It was
not a martial air that we were
hearing - just the snort of
horses and the clatter of those
anxious men who's traipsed
the Sherwood paths for days.
Tired. Maybe disgruntled too.
("One of them must move,
to let the other through!')...
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