This is my first feeble attempt at Narnian poetry, and I wrote this while driving to the office this morning. I guess sometimes traffic is a good thing.

Here is my story, said a knight with a snort,
About what once happened in King Lune’s court.
From out of the blue came two hundred horses –
It was that silly Prince Rabadash’s forces.

But we knew of this Calormene threat beforehand,
We were ready to fight for our dear Archenland.
We had help from our Narnian friends in the battle;
T’was over quickly. And when the dust settled,

A laughter arose – oh what could it be?
The Prince Rabadash, as neat as could be
Got caught in a hook! And now he was screaming
In anger and spite, with his lanky arms flailing.

They took him down, and pondered his fate.
They wanted to free him, but that reprobate
Still shouted at them, full of malice and fury –
Till the Lion showed up and made him a donkey.