Years ago, on a moonlit night,
A knight was born to earth.
Imperial were his ways of sight,
Regal was his birth.
He grew up in a world of kings,
Learned to use the sword.
His hands had several pricey rings,
A knight knew all his words.
He learned to prey on tigrish blood,
Brave a soul he was.
Intrepid ways in fire and flood,
Made him true a boss.
One fine day, the knighthood came,
In ways to become the king.
Little David learned the game,
To spread his mighty wings.
#Knight
