2011 - Day 270

I'm off on an adventure,
To wield my sword in flurries,
I'll tell you where I'm going
I'll tell you some of my stories,
The way the dragons burn the land,
The singed and parched civilians,
To fight and duel till winter's end
I'll probably kill a million.
Half a nit wit, mostly dense,
He rides his horse flipped round,
But he makes a great servant
And packs muscle pound for pound.
So on an adventure now I go
To save this ungrateful land,
And when I return I expect nothing more
Than to lie nude in the sand.