My Favorite Things

Heaters and broadswords and targets and maces,
Winces of pain on my enemies faces,
Ladies whose praises a noble bard sings,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Winning in melees, avoiding a fair fight,
Revels that last until well after midnight,
Cutting down nobles and princes and kings,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Watching my foemen as they tumble down,
Fighting for money or winning the Crown,
Looting the fallen of their golden rings,
These are a few of my favorite things;

When the mail breaks, when the helm rings,
When I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad.

Tune: 'My Favorite Things'
By Sir William the Lucky
25 October VIII