Two large men in heavy armor,
Each upon a mighty steed,
Meet upon the field of battle
After drinking too much mead.
Each one charges toward the other
Brandishing a wooden lance;
Hopes his blow unseats the other,
Knocks him on his iron pants.
This was once considered valiant,
Drove the cultured ladies wild
Though the knights might not survive it.
Why are men so juvenile?
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