Excalibar

I was rewatching episode 201 of The Office (UK); it ended with a somewhat-drunk David Brent reading Dawne a poem he had written called Excalibar: I froze your tears and made a dagger And stabbed it in my cock forever. It stays there like excaliber. Are you my arthur? Say you are. Take this cold dark steeled blade; Steel it, sheeth it, In your lake. I drown with you to be together. Must you breathe? Cuz I need heaven.