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Jan 11
On Monday, Arthur, wooden sword in hand,
  defeats the roses in their crimson bed.
On Tuesday, Arthur makes his bravest stand,
  against the garden pond, with doughty Fred.
On Wednesday, Arthur leads his fearless band
  through snow; the flashing red - a racing sled.
On Thursday, Arthur – secret agent, creeps
    around the lair. On Friday, done, he sleeps.

On weekends, Arthur’s with his dad all day;
    who takes his son to captain England’s team:
when dazzling Arthur makes the winning play
    they celebrate with strawberries and cream.
On Sunday Arthur goes to church to pray
    then polishes his sword to make it gleam.
On Sunday night the world is right and so
    this King prepares to fight his Monday foe.
Just a fun Ottava Rima about childhood to learn the form. The form became a popular for for writing mock heroic works which fits with this poem making light of the Arthurian legends though a child's imagination and play.
Written by
Gerry Sykes  66/M
(66/M)   
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