A knight left on his journey,
Three days he claimed he'd take.
He packed his gear, his blade shined queer;
He'd made a huge mistake.
A knight, left on his journey,
A day he'd been alone.
The hero's trail, a silent wail.
He wanted to be home.
A night left on his journey,
The dragon lie in wait.
As our hero neared, he slew his fear
The beast he would away.
A knight left, on his journey.
And in the fight he flailed.
He could only succeed as dragon feed.
As a hero he had failed.
A knight left on his journey,
For others to partake.
The beast was slain, 'mongst his remains
They found the knight's mistake.
A knight left on his journey
With a blunted sword.
The blade shone queer, and 'twas quite clear;
Death was his reward.
Just a lighter silly poem playing with words and whatnot. The title is literally nothing more than a gag, I couldn't resist. Forgive me.
Let not your pursuit of your dreams keep you from the dreams themselves.
Keep writing,
-Sam Ciel
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