Theseus was his name

The man who doesn’t know I’m his father, but is believed to be son of Aegeus,

Has traveled from Troezen to Athens by foot, as his mother could not convince him to ride my seas,

Enticed with adventure and curiosity, I could not understand,

Slayed the man who was called Procustes,

Eradicated Sciron and his brother Sinis.

Unfamiliar with Athens, but discovered a rumor,

Somewhere in Crete, a Minotaur present, in the creations of Daedalus,

With no fear, but only ambition, he went to the Labyrinth,

Audacious he was, to be a hero, went to Crete from Corninth,

She helped him, daughter of Minos, and with her help he entered and what happened was ambiguous,

However, he came back and a big cheer was heard, a hero named, Theseus,

Indeed he came back, with a prize in his hand, the horn of the King Minos’ Minotaur,

Satisfied he was, now to fulfill his promise to her, to marry her,

Nothing could stop him, but the God Dionysus, son of my brother Zeus,

Ariadne was the God’s bride, and to be left on Naxos,

Must obey the Gods wish, or forever be tormented, and drunk with kvass,

Entered into a state of sorrow, he forgot his sails, as he came home with black ones signaling death and his “father”, without hesitation, plummets into my sea.