Not bad. Try to keep the syllable count for every line the same, though, when you're writing poetry, because then it's easier to give a bit of a rhythm to while it's read, and there is more effect to it.
Now that that's done, I'm going to have fun with it. Stop me if you will ...
For english
A devotion to something obsolete ...
The Knight
There's only 1 left. That's what global warming will do nowadays.
The knight rode gallantly across the land,
Train rides aren't that big a deal anymore ...
Holding his lance and shield in hand.
And a ham sandwich in the other. Yeah, he's the man with the very strong hand.
His name known in every town
Mr. Snuffles.
A saviour and friend of the crown.
Who cares about a buck fifty-nine crown? Save the KING!
His first and quiete amazing deed:
Learning to spell "quite".
When no one payed him that much heed,
Payed him WHAT? ... oh, heed. With an "h". ... yeah.
Slaying a fierce and wild dragon,
Knights ... they never stop to ask if it's a toothache or something.
Which haunted the town of Littleton.
It's a ghost dragon! Awesome!
With nothing donned but armour and sword,
He didn't last long.
He left the town without another word.
Because everyone kept on telling him to "SHADDUP".
He came back with the dragon's head,
And became a ventriloquist.
Proving to all that it was dead.
It didn't work, because everyone figured that just because it's missing a head doesn't exactly mean it's dead.
He began to live a quiet life,
Duct tape plus mouth and limbs equals very very quiet.
Never needing to draw his knife.
So, you're saying he swallowed bread and cheese whole?
Until one day a message came,
An arrow hits him in the leg with a note, and he reads it: "Dear Mr. Snuffles. There's an arrow in your leg."
Telling of demons, queit untame.
For english, eh? ... wait, "Queit Untame" ... oh! I get it now! "Qoo-wee-ette Oon-tah-may". That's a very good demon name! I might have to ask you if I can use it.
He read the message with a frown,
I doubt he'd be smiling with the arrow in his leg.
And again left the troubled town.
Gas prices, eh?
He rode up the windy track
Until the wind blew him over! Aaaaaah! Thump thump thump thump thump thump BLAT! ...
and into a pit, but rode not back.
But sideways, doing a cross-over step while performing a 720 degree pirouette every adjacent step.
For a day the looked but no one found,
The TV remote.
Until they saw a large red mound.
The pitcher's mound. Gosh sakes, if you wanna get to first base, just follow the line to the right!
Demons piled up on the floor,
DOG-PILE!
Not one, but infact four.
... playing Twister? ...
They removed the demons with much heaving,
It's no use! A town's worth of grown men is not enough to lift a 200 pound demon!
And found the knight under, still breathing.
No duh. If you stop breathing, you die.
He had twice kept that town alive.
By rocking out really hard on his axe.
And so, was given a kingly prize.
79 cents, three washers, and a hot dog coupon that expired last October.
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