There was a knight
With main and might.
He was once in sight
Of a lion on his right
On a mountain hight.
They got into a fight
From early daylight,
When the sun's bright,
To dusk and twilight,
Till the late night.
He held his spear tight.
The lion got in a plight,
Then it fell in fright,
And soon in flight.
He laughed in delight.