In honor of National Poetry Month, here is a little poem I wrote a couple of years ago.
Gallant Chivalry in Modern Times
Sir Gallahan did ride to shore
Upon his trusty horse
But stopped was he by lady’s maids
Who mistook him for a Norse.
The lady’s maids did need some help
For their carriage, it was stuck
The wheel was jammed, their horse was dead
When by lightning he was struck.
Sir Gallahan got off his steed
Knowing he was able
The lady’s maids in gratitude
Invited him to table.
He bowed his head and kissed their hands
And gallantly accepted.
“But, first!” he cried, “I must unstuck
Your carriage as expected.”
The lady’s maids did clap and squeal
Since excitement they did need.
But Sir Gallahan did break his neck
So the ladies took his steed.