The Ballad of Pippin the Red

Writing 201: Hero(ine), Ballad, Anaphora/Epistrophe

So, I was a little stumped at first with this one. Sure, I have written High Fantasy and I am a huge fan of 80’s hair bands, so the concept of a hero(ine) and a ballad did not stop my gears from turning. The subject of my ballad is what I was stumped on. Then, while browsing facebook, I came upon a post by a good friend of mine from high school. He participates in SCA, which for those who don’t know are the people who dress up like medieval warriors and hold jousts. LOTS OF FUN, trust me. well, he had finally been granted his coat of arms and name registration. Pippin the Red. Now, hold that thought in your mind. A medieval warrior, glad in armor named Pippin the Red. Got it? Ok. His colors are white and green. So how is he “the Red” you ask, well, that is a great story. With his permission I have been allowed to tell it for the purposes of explaining my poem.

Pippin is a modest warrior off the field. There was a bellydancer at one of the tournaments who felt his pointedly not staring at her was rude, so she proceeded to dance closer and closer to Pippin. Every step closer all could see the blush of red creep from his ears and neck to cover his entire face in scarlet. So, he was dubbed Pippin the Red.

The Ballad of Pippin the Red

(Refrain)
They call him Pippin the Red
Armor of green and white is Pippin the Red
The tavern wench leans close to pour his drink
Left with a face of scarlet is Pippin the Red

Valiant in battle is Pippin the Red
With sword and shield fights Pippin the Red
A Spear or axe he can best his foes
No one can stand against Pippin the Red

Riding at the head of his army is Pippin the Red
Banner flying proudly for Pippin the Red
His men all loyal to the bloody end
No one can stand against Pippin the Red

(Refrain)
They call him Pippin the Red
Armor of green and white is Pippin the Red
The tavern wench leans close to pour his drink
Left with a face of scarlet is Pippin the Red

Victorious on the field is Pippin the Red
“To the Tavern” cries Pippin the Red
His men hide their snickers well
His ultimate foe awaits Pippin the Red

He enters the tavern does Pippin the Red
“Drinks are on me” yells Pippin the Red
Golden spoils of war spill from his pouch
The servers approach Pippin the Red

(Refrain)
They call him Pippin the Red
Armor of green and white is Pippin the Red
The tavern wench leans close to pour his drink
Left with a face of scarlet is Pippin the Red

Blue eyed Allison leans in to offer him cheese
Green eyed Laurie leans in to offer him mutton
Brown eyed Kelsey leans in to offer him fruit
Marla leans in real close to pour his mead
With each offering to Pippin the Red
Sweat forms on the brow of Pippin the Red
His men cheer their leader on
He proudly wears the reason he is Pippin the Red

(Refrain)
They call him Pippin the Red
Armor of green and white is Pippin the Red
The tavern wench leans close to pour his drink
Left with a face of scarlet is Pippin the Red

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3 thoughts on “The Ballad of Pippin the Red

  1. {giggle} full of tales of derring-do is Pippen the Red // always glorious in battle is he // but bested by any maiden who comes near // ’tis all he can do not to flee.
    i enjoyed your ballad immensely!

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    • Thank you. The friend of mine who this is for submitted it to his SCA organization and they are going to publish it in their monthly ezine. Rather excited, and exceedingly jealous of him getting to participate in SCA. It was always something that looked like fun.

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