With a lukewarm greeting and hardly a wave there swept in a rakish and dastardly knave. He knocked over dishes and upset a cart and swore at the helpers and staff – from the start. His clothes they were made of the finest of threads and he quick demanded the softest of beds and he quick devoured a soup meant for all who sat there nearby him him in our greeting hall. His stay quickly ended however when he did molest a young girl – a terrible deed – whose father'd been hired to keep us secure from outside intruders and rapacious curs. We'd endured his rudeness and his faulty ways (each human among us can choose what he says) but when he did force himself onto that lass the attending women joined to beat his ass. They hauled him straight out to the foremost courtyard and hit him with fist and foot and hit him hard and left him there bleeding and made a photo of his face and broadcast it so all would know that men such as him were not welcome no more to sit at our table or knock at our door.
© americanifesto / 場黑麥
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