Dawn of the Metal Knight

A short poem telling of a gigantic armored Lotso Knight's rise and defeat.

It was dawn, when The Metal Knight first appeared

It was massive, fully covered in steel armor

It stomped through villages, leaving all of them cleared

With a massive sword, and a massive shield

It slayed the knights that tried to fight

And the villagers that tried to flee

But it could not be stopped, whether in day or at night

It brought us down, down nearly to our knees

But then, the greatest, and bravest, of our knights

Barnal and his son Tarmin, with a dozen men

To where the thing was headed, to crush it with their might

And end its terror, finally, with a last fight

But the Metal Knight still slayed many of those whom it met

Tarmin leapt to find a weakness

And drove his sword between its visor and helmet

Though his sword broke, the visor came loose

They tore it off, revealing the thing's face

But shockingly, it looked not like a beast

It looked like a Lotso, but it was known that was not the case

Even so, it was frightening to see what it was

Barnal aimed for its neck and took off its head

But somehow, it still lived

The body then continued with its tread

And, with its shield, pushed off many of the knights

Tarmin, though wounded, tore a tree from the ground

And smashed the thing's legs, causing it to stumble and fall

It was surrounded, its fate was coming around

As the knights opened up its armor

Another knight was crushed by the thing’s shield

But Barnal tore off its arm

The body got up, but the knights did not yield

And with a swift stroke sliced off the other

It was nothing but an armored torso and legs

The knights jumped for them, while it was weak

And the head, while it watched, did not even beg

As the rest of its body fell apart

The Metal Knight's limbs twitched, then lay still.

Its head growled, but it had, finally, been defeated.

The remains were dragged to a village, where many were killed

And many villagers wanted it to be finished

Surprisingly, Tarmin disagreed

And said that it should be imprisoned

An execution, he said, there was no need

Hopefully, soon, it would learn its lesson

The thing's remains should be spread far away

Entombed in stone and sealed with chains

In places where they will stay

Buried deep below the ground.

This would be its punishment, its prison, for eternity

They didn’t even know if it could possibly be killed

But Tarmin had hopes that, one day

It will eventually learn its lesson

Though some were unsure, many agreed

They did not want its blood on their hands

Once they had done the deed

And so that was what we did

We took off its armor, and the head still glared

As we placed its remains into their stone prisons

Each was buried in different places, and nobody dared

To even give it hope for escape.

And that is where it shall lay for all of eternity.