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Sir Raymond,
Ever Valiant
The moon was shining clear and bright,
the sun was in his bed....
A Dragon brave and strong appeared
with golden horns upon his head
and threatened all the sleeping world
with flames of red.
In the desert sunset rising
was a knight so fair, so fair....
Deep brown eyes all flashing lightning
desert moon makes golden hair....
He rides! Rides forth to meet the foe
and end despair.
His name? Sir Raymond, Ever Valiant
never has he met defeat
except the sort he handed out
when faced with battle bittersweet
where those of lesser strength than him
refused surrender or retreat.
The fearsome dragon rears his head
and gazes on the tiny knight
he roars his loudest at the one
who dares to fight.
But Good Sir Raymond does not fear
the giant lizard's stinking breath
and loosens weapons from their sheaths
prepared to battle to the death.
He raises sword to meet the claws
but meets instead the worms foul flame
his sword is melted, arm is charred
but wounded he remains the same
the good sir Raymond, strong and brave
no dragon will besmirch his name.
He frees his axe with unburned hand
upon the worm himself he throws
attack, attack, without a pause
embracing death to end its pose
as master of the knights domain
at last, they close...
...and with a swing the dragon falters
with a chop the dragon falls
good sir Raymond is the victor
all throughout the lands, the calls
of glee and wonder at his deed
are heard in towns and castle walls.
Sir Raymond Ever Valiant
Dragonslayer is his title now,
and as the sun and stars collide
he wipes the sweat from off his brow.
And as the phoenix was reborn
so too, the Knight is whole again
with but a little mark to show
he faced the flame.
Return
to the Garden
Speak to the previous flower
Return to the Main Hall
--Used by permission of
J.C. Overgaard--
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