This is a poem written in iambic petameter mocking the cantabery tales we read in class

A long long time ago there was a man He was known near and far as hunter Dan His age was twenty six or twenty four He had friends his love and needed no more His right hand man had forever been there The love of women and hunting they shared With their heads filled big they walked around town Fighting any competition they found They'd go out to drink and hang with the guys …showed first 75 words of 372 total…

…showed last 75 words of 372 total…game and walked towards her stool He tripped on the way and felt like a fool So it wasn't the best first impression But at the least he got her attention After they talked and spent sometime alone She decided she would invite him home The sparks they had were too great to ignore Both intrigued they decided to explore Together they thought their limit's the sky But let's not forget old habits don't die