Tuesday, May 26, 2009

The Ring

Hasiseau has yet another thing
to tell. A man once owned a ring
which, when worn, by a magic spell
at once would make his manhood swell.
It happened one day that he rode
across a field where a stream flowed.
He got off his horse when he saw it,
stroke to the bank and crouched before it,
and there he washed his hands and face.
He took the ring out in that place.
At length he got up and rode on,
but left the ring there on the lawn.

A bishop soon came riding by.
As soon as the stream caught his eye,
he dismounted and found the ring,
and, enthralled by its glittering,
he picked it up and put it on.
His virile member thereupon
began to stiffen in due course.
The bishop, now back on his horse,
was disconcerted to detect
his member had grown quite erect
and this growth didn't seem to end it,
for it grew even more distended
and so enlarged, it burst the stitches
at the seams of the bishop's britches.
Ashamed, the bishop shows his servants
what hard luck mortifies and burdens
him, but they've no way of construing 
this mischief is all the ring's doing.

It grew till it dragged on the ground.
He sent this messengers around
to find someone who could advise
him how to bring it back to size.
The man who'd lost the ring got word 
of what strange marvel had occurred,
and to the bishop straightaway
he went and asked how much he'd pay
him if he could effect a cure.
He said, unable to endure
such agony, "Just name your fee."
"Then I ask you to agree
to give me those two rings you wear
and one hundred pounds as my share."

Without the rings on, his incessant
erection became detumescent.
Before the bishop paid his hundred 
pounds to him, he was disencumbered,
and wasn't it a fair exchange
when each was glad to have the change?


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