Damsel and dashing... dragon? |
Lord Bowedleg & Princess Knock~Kneed
There was a young gentleman, Skeeve, Whom with dragons he had a pet peeve. Fighting teeth, fire and stare Sought out dragon’s lair Forcing beasties with bowed heads to leave. A Round Table knight was he None more noble or daring could be On his steed Mareseatdotes, Imagination would float That great captor of creatures was he! Fair Princess Knock~Kneed of Lackland Had heard of this knight named LaGrande Echoed hopes of church bells Caused her ego to swell A test for her suitor must stand! Secretly deep in the night, Disguised as an ogre lipped tight The princess set out To relinquish no doubt Skeeve LaGrande worthy subject and knight. Now a dragon’s a curious beast They inflict but like pain in the least For a cut or hang nail Thrash long neck and green tail Breathe fire charred victim for feast. The dragon, Lord Bowedleg, agreed Pretend capture the Princess Knock~Kneed Hold deep in his lair Arrogant princess fair And challenge LaGrande to the deed. LaGrande heard of his lady fair’s toil Lord Bowedleg the dragon, he’d foil Mounted steed, took up arms, Traveled city and farms In quest to fair lady be loyal. At the mouth of the den Grand did shout Voice cracking through steam of hot spout “Release Princess Knock~Kneed “In good form with great speed “Or I slayest one dragon, no doubt!” Lord Bowedleg turned quick and looked sharp LaGrande wished for invisible tarp The dashing young knight Insticts won, feet took flight With brevity of leathered carp. Fair Princess Knock~Kneed of Lackland Hand on hip prey told off Sir LaGrande. “Dash you, silly old fart To think you’d have this young tart When dragons a maid can command!” Bowedleg and Knock~Kneed without failing Were wed, guests invited by mailing. When his bride kissed the snout Fire breather licked out Princess Knock~Kneed to heaven went sailing! |