The knight in shining armour
mounted up for the battle to come
He felt of pang of fear creep into his mind
But in his head he did find
a tiny scrap of courage and valour
He mounted his loyal steed
To ride ride into the heart of evil and greed
He kicked his mount into a charge
As he saw his foe charge towards him
As he travelled over the bones of his fathers
He knew he would join them in heaven
As long as fought against this terrible horde
until he could fight no more
he rode into the pages of tale and legend
the only importantance to him was his last few seconds
by B?
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