The Knight and His Flyswatter
No knights in shining armour!
Nor gallant steeds at his heels!
No princesses to rescue –
Our hero struck a different deal.
Our knight and his flyswatter
Made the greatest pair of all
They travelled over countries
Fighting all flies, great and small.
Summer was their season
As the flies came out to play
With only a few wild flails
There the flies' bodies lay.
The knight and his flyswatter
Showed no mercy to any fly
If they saw one, you could say
To the poor creature: 'good bye!'
One day, they were swatting flies
As they usually did
However, this time, tables turned;
More flies came than expected.
A war raged between the flies
And our gallant knight
His flyswatter loyally lashed out
Beginning a major fight.
Although he was scared, our brave knight
With his flyswatter he swept
Across the sea of many flies
Amongst his foes, no lives were kept.
The news reached the ears of the King
And the many victims of flies
They cheered when the knight returned
And worshipped him till he died.
The whole world knows about the flies;
Those creatures of the purest evil.
But are flies really the pests they seem
Or are they just trying to live?