The Princess and the Bat
By Adam Leisemann
There was once a princess fair
With russet fur and golden hair,
A vixen most worthy of royalty.
When she was young she fell in love
With a driver who gave her love.
A courtly love. a secret their's to keep.
But then one day her father found
This love a treason to the crown.
The Princess was then left alone to grieve
As her lover had to leave.
"Oh princess, my vixen fair,
With russet fur and golden hair,
I would to one day come back to your arms.
But fate has shorn us worlds apart,
And though I keep you in my heart,
I fear I am an exile from your charms."
There was once a bat, hair short.
She lived to serve the Royal Court.
She would drive the coaches for the king.
When she was young, she fell in love
With a royal who gave her love.
A courtly love. A secret their's to keep.
But then one day the king has found
Her love a treason to the crown
Royal command would mean the bat must die.
To her lover she did sigh,
"Oh princess, my vixen fair,
With russet fur and golden hair,
Though nothing I can do can dry your eyes,
Though I shall shed this mortal coil,
For you, my love for whom I toil,
Take comfort please that true love never dies."
And on the day the bat was slain,
The princess cried with sorrow's pain
In grief that she forever lost her love.
The morning next, a grave disturbed.
The body gone, the casket turned.
No one could find the bat after that day.
But if you stay out in the woods,
And watch for her it's understood
You'll find the coach bat, though she should be dead,
With a promise left unsaid.
"Oh princess, my vixen fair,
With russet fur and golden hair,
I would to some day to come back to your arms.
But fate has shorn us worlds apart
And though I keep you in my heart,
I still must be an exile from your charms.
"Oh princess, my vixen fair,
With russet fur and golden hair,
My return, it would not be very wise.
For I have changed dramatic-ly
Unliving creature you would see.
At least, I guess, now my love never dies."
