The Absolutely Fantastic Adventure of Brave Sir Amos, Knight of the Table Round and Sans Pur et Sans Reproache

Amidst the angst of battle sound
Brave Sir Amos would be found,
Round him bodies steeped in gore
Men who'd never breath no more.
Cloven skulls and pierced hearts
Guts outside their inside parts
Legs and arms all scattered 'round
Scarlet plumes and trousers browned
Gouts of blood and bits of brains
Brave Sir Amos faced the trains
Of Celt and Pict and Saxon foe
Free to trade them blow for blow
Iberian, Banjoist and Basque
But fell Sir Amos to his task!
Slaughtered he the serried rank
And armed file. Until a tank
Lumbered fast into his sight
He quaked, but did not take his flight
For overhead, above the foe
An A-10 Warthog struck a blow
All liveried in puce and orange

(This enormous epic will be continued later)

         -- The Epic Of Sir Amos, from "The
         Incompleat Manuscript Works of Geoffy Chaucer"
         (Bawdylian Library, Rayon Herkimer Mss.)