apj101
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Well I promised id make another , but struggled to find time. Its 2 in the morning at Im made of time at the mo.
Given that my last 3 peoms were solved so quickly I am determined to make this one hard, if it goes unsolved I will add more clues.
Greetings my friends from beyond the veil
As is the custom with this verse
Ill tell you the story of my trail
Starting with my birth
Born in Europe, though I wont tell where
Into a family of a moderate state
My father would have me be his heir
But it was not-a-ryeally my fate
My father took me to see his friend
When he saw that I was skilled
And upon Andrew I would depend
To teach me the ways of this guild
My life would deal me many a trade
In every one I would excel
But at 17 years I did upgrade
And to my home I bid farwell
I moved in part due to rumours afoot
Of sodomy on my part
But the love of Jacop- was no mere crush
But a boy after my own heart
North of the boot was my move
But it wasn’t for a tour
I had important work to do
For something they call The Moor
After 16 years I moved again
For my time had run its course
But Im fairly sure I left my mark
I just wish id finished that Horse
My remaining years I was a nomad
Moving from place to place
Commissions would keep always packing
To put a smile on her face
But illness caught me in ‘17
When my right side did die
The left caught up in 2 years time
And under Hubert is where I now lie
Who am I?
Given that my last 3 peoms were solved so quickly I am determined to make this one hard, if it goes unsolved I will add more clues.
Greetings my friends from beyond the veil
As is the custom with this verse
Ill tell you the story of my trail
Starting with my birth
Born in Europe, though I wont tell where
Into a family of a moderate state
My father would have me be his heir
But it was not-a-ryeally my fate
My father took me to see his friend
When he saw that I was skilled
And upon Andrew I would depend
To teach me the ways of this guild
My life would deal me many a trade
In every one I would excel
But at 17 years I did upgrade
And to my home I bid farwell
I moved in part due to rumours afoot
Of sodomy on my part
But the love of Jacop- was no mere crush
But a boy after my own heart
North of the boot was my move
But it wasn’t for a tour
I had important work to do
For something they call The Moor
After 16 years I moved again
For my time had run its course
But Im fairly sure I left my mark
I just wish id finished that Horse
My remaining years I was a nomad
Moving from place to place
Commissions would keep always packing
To put a smile on her face
But illness caught me in ‘17
When my right side did die
The left caught up in 2 years time
And under Hubert is where I now lie
Who am I?
