Sir Gawain
Gawain was his name
He loved to play a game
He went on noble quests
Before he went and took tests
He went before the Green knight
During the dark of night
He loved his classes
Though he never wore glasses
He doesn't understand why
People just stand by
To go along and shirk
He would call his friend Kirk
Who would be Captain someday
Somehow and some way
Over the Enterprise
But Gawain is the one we Idolize
👁 3💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.