Maiden Fair, Begins This Heroic, Fearsome Knight. Poem by Michael Gale

On a galloping steed as mine...
I rush to fair maiden's rescued thine.
Chilvary resides in every bone....
Truer Knights usually ride alone.
We are a group of few...
We give up naught, naught for you.
A sworded blade unsheathed for thee....
T'will rescue you for a sakely free.
Long blonde tresses attract thine attention....
We fight for truth's to disarray evil discention.
Lady fair, you beg for aid....
Screamed real loud, i bid thee say'de.
Lance and shield repel the whole evil lot....
Thine self's own Knightful ethic code
Be all of mine verily free given'th we do happly
spread by bowed.
A jousting's tornament lets do us all unwind....
T'win thy fair maiden's hand for my same
name'th thy own brand.
Rivers and lakes and castle encased motes...
Disspells all lies of history's Knight'ed notes.
As we or i storm thy enemie's castled drawbridge doors...
We'll not pillage or rape or take.
We knights are cautiouse and commit outward very little nary a single
war mistake.
Dragons rarely stand up to tested Knights....
Always and forever do we Knights not flee fro' war's skirmishes and
battles or even single handed pub-lick fights.
T'win thy hand of beautied fair maden....
Our Knightly weaponrary stays close at hand and never be mislaiden.
The Knightly few are proud to ride....
Tho we be few in number, we ne'er break stride.
We'll forever charge and do only good Gentlemanly deeds...
Forever more upon the backs of couragiouse fearless steeds.
Our mounts ne'er give up nary own ground...
Whil'st both beast and man are full duty bound.
Coded ethics drive on our hand....
We are always a fearless on trodding unsuasive band.
On slow days we gather to meet around King Arthur's Round Table...
We are always and ever loyal and duty bound to our Sire.
For long as there is breath left inside this body, I'll continue on
as long as i'm able...
We give our horse's health and well being charge to our loyal royal Squire.
Continued service of King is all that we good sir Knights desire...
That is our only purpose in life.
Our only reward is thank thee Sir Knight...
Maychance later we need rescue and wed our own futured wife.
Onward now for tommorrow's nights...
For all time-loyal, this heroic fearsome Knight.