King Arthur

King Arthur and Merlin

Once upon a time, in a land far away
Lived a young boy called Arthur and a knight, Sir Kay
Though Arthur was poor, he was clever and bright
And dreamed every day of becoming a knight

Sir Kay, on the other hand, was grumpy and mean
The most miserable knight there ever had been
He worked Arthur hard all day and all night
And never, ever let him out of his sight

One day, the pair rode to an old English town
To compete in a contest for the best knight around
All the riders were there, with their horses and lances
But Sir Kay just laughed, he fancied his chances

Then, riding his horse to the edge of the field
Young Arthur helped Kay into armour and shield
But then, Arthur gasped
Oh, no! Oh, my lord! I'm terribly sorry!
I've forgotten your sword!

"You don't!" Cried Sir Kay
You'd better find me one fast
Or else, this year here contest may well be your last
And giving young Arthur a clip 'round the ear
He sent the boy off with his eyes full of tears

Upset and afraid, Arthur ran 'round all day
To look for a sword to take back to Sir Kay
But try as he might, his long search was in vain
For all the sword makers had gone to the games

As Arthur turned back, he caught a glint in the air
From a strange shiny object that stood in the square
A sword in a stone, like the tales of old
With a blade of pure silver and a handle of gold

Arthur stretched out a hand, and with a heave and a hoe
He pulled the gold sword right out of the stone
He then held it aloft in a great beam of light
It was truly a sword that was fit for a knight

Then the town's mayor, who was just passing by
Stopped dead in his tracks and let out a cry
He pulled the sword from the stone, I saw it was him
He shall be our new ruler, long live the king!

With a flash and a bang, the wizard Merlin appeared
With his pointy blue hat and long silver beard
That sword is Excalibur, it was trapped in the stone
And he who removed it shall sit on the throne

As a cheer went up from the fast-growing crowd
Sir Kay pushed to the front and shouted out loud
Move away quick, you scruffy young sprout
The king's sword is mine, now I'll pull it out

But though Sir Kay grunted and twisted and tugged
The sword in the stone, just would not budge
And then as Kay stopped, all tired and faint
Arthur grabbed the stuck sword and drew it again

Huzzah! Yelled the crowd as they led him through town
And later that day, gave him a crown
While Merlin just smiled and shot Arthur a wink
For long had he known this boy would be king

King Arthur lived well in his castle of white
With a round table, and Merlin, and plenty of knights
A great many children now know of his name
And know he lived happily 'til the end of his reign