I'm a soldier of King Arthur,
I'm a gallant, handsome knight,
but when I got my armour
my helmet was too tight.
The problem is, my ears stick out,
the lobes are rather fat,
so when they put my helmet on
it squashed my nose quite flat.
The armourer, he jammed it down
with all the strength he had,
and when I mumbled how it felt
he shrugged and said, "Too bad!"
Now I find I'm off to war ~
our valiant king's decree,
and though I'll do my best to fight...
t'is a pity I can't see!
A contest entry
- Snap~Crackle~Pop! by sailor ptolema.
1100 points, ended July 25, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Go For The Gold/Rhymers by piccola.
500 points, ended August 31, 2008, 37 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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what more can I say? It's wonderful.
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hehehe
this is cute. Thank you for not writing 'pedestrian rhyme' in the words of a good friend. A fun poem to read as I eat cereal. Who wouldn't want to start the day with laugh? 
thanks for entering and g'luck!
-sailor ptolema -
I enjoyed the humour incorporated into this composition, it was indeed really funny and the historical element is quiet well intertwined. Mighty work, I loved this. My favourite stanza was the last as it ended perfectly in context and adds to the humour and lastly the title is perfect for the poem with the end result defining the reason. Wicked poem!!
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