There was a brave knight 
Who fought dragons and foe
But not with a sword 
It was much too slow

A bowl of custard
Was his choice to use
When he flung it around
It stuck to their shoes

He flipped it here 
And he splashed it there
Big globs of custard
Stuck in their hair

He chased them around
No-one could keep pace
If they got too close
He'd custard their face

Dragons were the best of all
They were so easy to beat
He'd throw at them a full bowl
They always stopped to eat

One day he saved a maiden
The kingdom cheered real hard
And now he's known for ever more
As the brave knight Sir Custard

©Janine Daniel