Oh. Just ignore the title. It's silly.
But on second thoughts...Let's run with it.
The Pathwaye of the Errant Knight Ryder - An Epic Pome
After many arduous stanzas depicting adventures across faerieland our brave virtuous hero Sir Ryder thunders up the pathway on his stallion Tonto, brings him to a dusty snorting halt, unfurls his Sixth Scroll and reads thusly:
"Friends, Romans, Self-Represented Countrypersons. [Aside : Is this microphone working?]
I have a dream....
Of pathways. Of oh so many pathways. Spreading across this fair isle casting inquisitorial intent like a gossamer veil over our adversarial land.
But I've been on the road for many long months now, and I am spent with overmuch derring do, and the vanquishing of dragons both allegorical and real, and so I thought it would be easier to type it up and make it into a pdf for you to read at your leisure. So, here."
And without as much as a "By your leave" he was off. To sleep an enchanted sleep in bounteous meadows until six moons hath waxed and waned, or until the passing of 26 whole weeks (whichsoever shall occur soonest).