Here's a sonnet on the lighter side...
~ SIR GALAHAD's RETURN ~ Sir Galahad's returned to life Hurrah! Huzzah! and Yippee-Yay! He's bought himself a hunting knife... Strange appetites of steeds these days Demanding noodles, but not hay Announcing in the village square "I've come to catch a yeti live So pray for me a simple pray'r That I, and not the yeti, thrive" Sir Galahad, upon his steed Doffed his visor, then off he rode The village folk did pay him heed They prayed a heartfelt plea and crowed: "Please God, this knight not catch his yeti ~ We haven't any more spaghetti" -- Iambic Tetrameter (Mostly) --
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