The Eleventh Knight.

by justbekozlowski

The Eleventh Knight
Was quite a sight
He was almost as calm as a kite.
But as you see
No kite in flight
Is quite as calm as you’d like,
It likes to flail around a bit
Then head into the ground
If you don’t move
It’ll knock you down
Or spin you round and round.
So the knight with a kite,
Was full of might
But he never made it happen
He’s been close enough to everywhere
But he’s never made it to Saturn.
He had so much potential,
But no one ever told him so,
So the knight with a kite,
Sat on his hind,
And almost never left his home.