Forty years before
at a time of endless war
the entire land filled with gore
the knight rode to the fore
in polished armour, weapons galore,
fighting for king, a lady and the law.
For five years he fought
killing knights and peasants, whatever he ought
hacking, slicing, in conflicts fraught
with constant death, lives taken for naught,
in garish melees, cheaply bought.
Surrounded by enemies, overwhelmed, the knight was caught.
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