Summary: The Songs of The Lioness Quartet as witnessed by a street performer.

Disclaimer: if you don't recognise it, it's mine. If you recognise it I, don't own it. If you've forgotten it, I don't own it either.

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I was happy

In the market place

I danced and my sister sung

As the flute my brother played.

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The coins tossed at my feet

Provided us with little

But we had each other

So we had enough.

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In the market place

People treat performers

As if they are both deaf and blind

And thus we learn a lot.

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Much trading we witnessed

And all people we saw pass

Beggars, knights, merchants, kings

Every one crosses the market square.

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Death came to the city

They say death came to the palace

But death came to the city

And took my sister from us.

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So many saw the black god

He was everywhere

No one tossed coins any longer

And hunger claimed my sister.

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Towards the end

All heard that the princes Had fallen to the fever Yet was saved.

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Time passed

My brother played

I danced

And we listened.

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The squires when to Persolice

We heard the prince and a page

Then went to the black city

They defeated the Yandiser.

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I hope you look forward to the next chapter.