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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.
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Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 2:06 PM UTC
King Arthur
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.
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Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 2:06 PM UTC
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