The rainbow knight, and that bad man, smokin leech

Well, everyone already knows the plagues name

That bad man smokin leech

For a plague with no honour, dignity, or shame

It’s already gotten what it wants, leeched its fame, by

Sexually harassing me

Abusing my human rights, as the rainbow knight

Spreading its plague, into my pure love for my pure lady, domme eilhart, but her and my bond can’t be broken

My lady, for who I’d die by honour, lose my fame, even here, I forget that bad man, when I write my domme eilhart’s name

But the smokin leeches vileness must go on for the length of this poem. After another setup this morning, I thought I’d like to kill that creep

But I, the rainbow knight, don’t have to. My goddess will take care of it