Sir Farming was not
charming,
nor handsome,
nor brave.
He was a knight whom
liked to fight,
not for good,
not to save.
He fought for the
thrill of the flailing sword.
He would run in
cannons blazing at the front of the hoard.
The people of the
kingdom, too afraid to be his friend,
gave praise to Sir
Farming, and his glorious winning trend.
Sir Farming was
alarming,
and ruthless,
and mean.
He was a fool who
loved to duel,
for the kingdom,
for the queen.
Sir Farming was
feared by many abroad.
Except one fearless
night they all just call Rod.
Rod was exceptional.
Rod was quite clean.
Rod fought with
chivalry.
He was only
thirteen.
Such a young and
proud night, a master of fight.
He said he was the
best, Sir Farming knew he was right.
A problem for Sir
Farming, indeed, and quite grand.
A chance in battle,
Sir Farming did not stand.
Sir Farming decided
that Rod was too good.
To beat him in
battle would take the whole neighbourhood.
Sir farming tried to
form a plan.
There must be some
way to beat this young man.
Just as sir farming
was about to give in.
He devised a
horrible plan of horrible sin.
Rod was too good,
To fight,
To beat.
Sir farming would
hoodwink.
would scandal,
would cheat.
Sir Farming set to
disarming,
His plan so
alarming.
Sir farming would
set to harming,
This new knight they
found charming.
A knight fights with
chivalry, no matter the fuss.
Sir farming grew
evil, and left that all in the dust.
Sir Farming set a
battle, to begin at sundown.
When sundown came, he
was nowhere to be found.
He planned to
attack, Rod from behind
Leaving poor Rod,
helpless and blind.
Return victorious,
at sunrise
The village would
be, none the wise.
A hero of battle he
would become.
Perhaps be rewarded
a handsome sum.
His plan was awful,
a sin of sins.
But Sir Farming
forgot that good always wins.
Rod quickly saw that
Sir farming was not there.
Rod thrust his sword
backwards and missed Sir Farming by a hair.
Sir Farming so
stunned at being caught so quick.
Stopped dead in his
tracks and froze still as a brick.
Rod turned and
thrust his blade high in the air.
He came down so hard
it rumbled the queens chair.
Rod stared at Sir
Farming dead in they eye.
Rod said I could
kill you, but I'm the good guy.
