And I wouldn't have minded it,
if he hadn't taken me
for a dame in distress.
I was a teenage role player
for god's sake.
I've been a halfling thief,
an assassin, a mercenary, a mage
you fall for cheap red lipstick.
You're neither saint nor sage.
I have bled many men like you
on the dirty fumy alleys of Lankhamar.
(Lankhamar is a fictional city in the Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser stories by Fritz Leiber. )