THE BLACK KNIGHT
Behold! Behold the bold, black knight!
There’s something solid in his stance.
He’s looking ready to advance-
His sword unsheathed and to the right,
His shield held high on his left side.
And there is nowhere here to hide!
He seems a warrior from a tale
Of ancient wars and now I mark
His body bears a coat of mail.
His bearded face is fierce and dark-
His helmet firm upon his head.
His enemies must shake with dread!
Yet I am not afraid. I know
That I can fell him with one blow.
Indeed my breath, should I attack,
Can knock him flat upon his back.
Am I a dragon that I can
Ignore the threat from such a man?
No, that’s not why he’s bound to fall.
He’s but two centimetres tall
And made of plastic- that is all.
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