Archer's aim was always a shame
Missed the mark
Brought disgrace to his name
But one fateful day
His destiny rewrote
He found his power
A secret he smote

A lonely archer
Lost in the wood
Lacking the skill
Misunderstood
Then he realized the truth he'd found
His bow became a guitar with a powerful sound

With a stringed bow in his hand
He struck a chord
A force unleashed
Oh so grand
The forest trembled
The trees began to sway
With each note played
They soon turned to dismay