The knight that ran
The knight that ran, began to walk;
to walk and talk the walk and talk.
He spoke to himself like never before.
He truthfully walked a lot since slamming the door.
Unable to claim it.
Unable to drop it.
Unable to wear it.
Unable to stop it.
He walks with a bagged-up suit of armor on his back.
Clickity, clickity, clickity, clack!
He walks many miles per hours each day; His horses run free now;
They've all galloped away.















