This is the first poem I ever wrote with more than 2 verses. Read it, and laugh :)

Ne'er a smile was seen on his handsome face,
He glowered day and night.
'Till a pretty lady came about
And put his heart to right.

His name was Sir Ulysses
Her name was Edelweiss.
Their love stayed true and so it grew
'Till no one knew the size.

Then their love was put to test
When he was thrown in jail
By nasty Sir Paul Malachi
Who was all clothed in mail.

She cried and wept,
He yelled and begged,
But twas of no avail.
Then Sir Paul sent Ulysses out
Onto the battlefield.

Sad were their parting moments.
Sad was the tender goodbye.
For out upon the battlefield,
Sir Ulysses died.

~by ME, 1999