Hey! This is actually not mine; my little brother wrote it and wanted to see what you guys thought. I think it's pretty good, so review and no flames!! Anyhow, he might submit more, so if you like check out his user DragonlanceLOV4.
Poem
In the still of the night
In the middle of winter
There was a knight
That stood on a wall
He knew why he was there
He knew what he was doing
Even with the fear in his heart
And the Readiness to win
He stood on the wall in the still of the night
He waited and waited for the dragons to come
He stood on that wall with a sword in his hand
And finally they came in their horrible way
Flying from the horizon strait to his way
He waited and waited until they came close
Until one of the three came down to attack
The closer it came the more fearful he grew
But he knew in his heart it must be done
It stopped and hovered right in front of him
He was so scared he was trembling with fright
It came closer and closer and finally in range
He slashed with his sword the knight did on the wall
Strait at the dragon but did little harm
The blood came down all over him
He looked up at and saw it
Staring down at him
He hoped he had killed it
And that he had won
The creature had a rider who had a spear
That was sharpened to kill the knight right there
She threw the spear at the knight so hard
It pierced his body like nothing at all
So there the knight died there up on the wall
In the still of the night
In the middle of winter