The hero has won, but the hero has diedhis tale is done, and he really did try
the hero has fought with all of his might
but it all came to nought, his life ended that night
the foe was defeated, but he too lost
the rhymes are repeated, the battles are tossed
these battles are tragic, the tales all untold
in their own way they're magic, as they begin to unfold
the brave little knight, with his gigantic sword
walked into the fight, not back, but toward
he cut through their ranks, they were all tall and strong
he cut into their flanks, all unguarded and wrong
he fought with no malice, with neither hate nor fear
he fought with a face that was callous, he fought for all he held dear
the brave little knight had triumphed at last
his victory was fleeting it was over quite fast
the Irish man McFarty, who died right after him,
made sure that he died, the brave knight Tim
that is my story I hope you like it
I had very much fun in this writing fit