An Ivory Knight
On morning's rise
A knight did ride
Into our side of town.
With his radiant stride,
And pearl armor which shined,
Our gaze was his golden crown.
He graced us with death-defying tales.
Of dark chasms he nearly fell.
And spoke of caves and coves,
The which, night's fiends surely hailed.
And in the midst of his vivid ballads,
He asked for some silver.
For his steed had suffered blindness
"From brutal war," he addressed
To any who'd lend their ear.
"Of course," we cried!
"Anything for a hero of mine!"
We gave him half our coin.
But it was only after he glided
Through noon's set did I realize:
That when he turned to wink goodbye
His horse had two full eyes.
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