There came a monster great and large
that charged the city gate.
With a rumble and a tumble
the people's courage did deflate.
No knights dared stand and fight
or else death would quickly come.
Til' a lone boy from town,
stood up for justice done.
He was small and unimpressive
with frail bones and skinny frame.
But in his heart of hearts there burned a courageous heroes flame.
He had no chance of winning.
Not the slimmest in the least.
But win or lose he knew that day he had to face that beast.
It was not about the fame for him
neither the fortune vast.
He simply knew he would be the first
and quite possibly the last.
So with a simple stick in tow
he charged straight forward to his death.
Call this ignorance or stupidity,
I call it rising to the test.