Flesh Wound

by British Mr Bean

I wrote this for my English class and turned it in. This poem is the scene of King Arthur and the Black Knight basically. I'm not realy good at poems, so it's not that great.

There was once a black knight
He guarded the path with all his might
He then encountered a King
But the knight was in no mood for mingling
The King wanted to pass
But the Knight was just an old coot who had gas
So the King challenged him to a duel
Which he had to accept for he was no fool
The King then drew his sword and chopped off his arm
But the Knight acted as if there was no harm
Then the king cut off the other of the buffoon's
And the Knight said "'Tis but a flesh wound!"
The Knight also lost his legs to Brave King Arthur
and it looked as if the fight would go no farther
The King made his way to the new land
And the Knight said "Come back and fight like a man!"