Sir Blendalot

Friends, nobles, and gentle sippers… Pray, lend thine ears to a tale most stirring. A tale of passion, peril, and produce! Of mangoes kissed by moonlight, Of strawberries slain in the name of love, And a humble knight — aye, myself — Sworn to blend heart and fruit into nectar divine. So draw thy goblet close, Unfasten the clasp of thy cares, And let thine ears drink deep of my song…