by Ohad Gamliel01 Feb 2020
Here he comes, a knight with his shiny armor
Riding on his white horse, like no other
Raising his sword, forged by the best
Seeking for true love, not for some golden chest.
He sees me, a beautiful, imprisoned princess
He knows what he ought to do to get all my kisses
He glances at the mean dragon who watches my tower
Soon he’ll realize its true power.
The dragon breathes red, melting fire
My noble knight jumps, burning with desire
Also comes up in flames, literally, he’s no longer alive
Oh, well, goodbye to knight number twenty-five...