Dance No More

The white stallion pranced,

As the lovers danced,

The moon shone bright,

As this was the lovers first fight,

The black mare cantered by,

Then they did sigh,

Took hands and danced some more.

The king stag fought for its feed,

As the lover did a good deed,

The leaves swirled in the wind,

Stabbing: stabbing with the dagger,

Into the bar did the lover swagger,

As they danced no more.