Recall my friends in days of yore
When Robin Hood a win had score.
At fair the sheriff made as trap
By splitting arrow clean in half.

Thus winning prize of kiss from maid
Along with golden arrow paid
To victor crowned at contest ground
By making mythic shot profound.

But tale of Robin's long been told
By many men this story's known.
Instead I'll sing another tale
Not known to men yet half as well.

The tale of man that Robin beat
When thief performed his mythic feat.
So long ago in distant land
That fellows name was Hubert Stan.