I can’t take Excalibur seriously
David Brent’s poem is all I can think of whenever Excalibur comes up on Merlin:
“I froze your tears and made a dagger
And stabbed it in my cock forever
It stays there like Excalibur
Are you my Arthur?
Say you are
Take this cool dark steeled blade
Steal it, sheath it
In your lake
I drown with you to be together
Must you breathe?
Cos I need Heaven.”
