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The Tragedy of King Brian
by Piers Plowman
 Given events on air this week, there could only be one subject for our selection from the offerings on the Fantasy Archers topic of The author drew on Shakespeare's King Lear and Arthurian legend to produce this original work.
King Brian the Old, a great has-been,
Dozed peacefully beside his lady queen,
Whose children bickered o'er who'd come to own,
The kingdom, once Brian toppled from the throne.
Debbie, Alice, Adam, Kate,
Each one impatiently did wait,
And planned and plotted in discrete remove,
What they would do, when push would come to shove.
Yet soon they'd grind their teeth in sheer despair,
For to Ambridge came a witch, in semblance fair,
An enchantress of the Emerald Isle,
Intending Brian's senses to beguile.
She stirred his sluggish blood, Siobhan Le Fay,
So that, to his surprise, he by her lay,
And with Hungarian spells of accent wild,
The cunning witch did get from him a child:
Ruairi, his name a battle-cry,
And destined to be ruler, by-and-by.
Siobhan, who lay a-dying, most distressed,
Did yet succeed in placing in the nest,
The cuckoo, Ruairi, where he'd surely thrive,
And gain the strength to take what none would give.
Alice, a party girl unwise,
Did ride on horse and fitfully revise,
Mama's darling and Papa's dear,
Her siblings she had not yet learned to fear.
Queen Jennifer the proper moment will abide,
And until exams are over she would hide,
That she intends the changeling to receive,
So that I cry, "O, what a tangled web we weave!"
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