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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340358" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Knight Whose Armour Didn't Squeak</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of all the Knights in Appledore<br>The wisest was Sir Thomas Tom.<br>He multiplied as far as four,<br>And knew what nine was taken from<br>To make eleven. He could write<br>A letter to another Knight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No other Knight in all the land<br>Could do the things which he could do.<br>Not only did he understand<br>The way to polish swords, but knew<br>What remedy a Knight should seek<br>Whose armour had begun to squeak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, if he didn't fight too much,<br>It wasn't that he didn't care<br>For blips and buffetings and such,<br>But felt that it was hardly fair<br>To risk, by frequent injuries,<br>A brain as delicate as his.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His castle (Castle Tom) was set<br>Conveniently on a hill;<br>And daily, when it wasn't wet,<br>He paced the battlements until<br>Some smaller Knight who couldn't swim<br>Should reach the moat and challenge him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or sometimes, feeling full of fight,<br>He hurried out to scour the plain,<br>And, seeing some approaching Knight,<br>He either hurried home again,<br>Or hid; and, when the foe was past,<br>Blew a triumphant trumpet-blast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One day when good Sir Thomas Tom<br>Was resting in a handy ditch,<br>The noises he was hiding from,<br>Though very much the noises which<br>He'd always hidden from before,<br>Seemed somehow less....Or was it more?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The trotting horse, the trumpet's blast,<br>The whistling sword, the armour's squeak,<br>These, and especially the last,<br>Had clattered by him all the week.<br>Was this the same, or was it not?<br>Something was different. But what?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir Thomas raised a cautious ear<br>And listened as Sir Hugh went by,<br>And suddenly he seemed to hear<br>(Or not to hear) the reason why<br>This stranger made a nicer sound<br>Than other Knights who lived around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir Thomas watched the way he went -<br>His rage was such he couldn't speak,<br>For years they'd called him down in Kent<br>The Knight Whose Armour Didn't Squeak!<br>Yet here and now he looked upon<br>Another Knight whose squeak had gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He rushed to where his horse was tied;<br>He spurred it to a rapid trot.<br>The only fear he felt inside <br>About his enemy was not<br>'How sharp his sword?' 'How stout his heart?'<br>But 'Has he got too long a start?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir Hugh was singing, hand on hip,<br>When something sudden came along,<br>And caught him a terrific blip<br>Right in the middle of his song.<br>'A thunderstorm!' he thought. 'Of course!'<br>And toppled gently off his horse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then said the good Sir Thomas Tom,<br>Dismounting with a friendly air,<br>'Allow me to extract you from<br>The heavy armour that you wear.<br>At times like these the bravest Knight<br>May find his armour much too tight.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hundred yards or so beyond<br>The scene of brave Sir Hugh's defeat<br>Sir Thomas found a useful pond,<br>And, careful not to wet his feet,<br>He brought the armour to the brink,<br>And flung it in...and watched it sink.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So ever after, more and more,<br>The men of Kent would proudly speak<br>Of Thomas Tom of Appledore,<br>'The Knight Whose Armour Didn't Squeak.'<br>Whilst Hugh, the Knight who gave him best,<br>Squeaks just as badly as the rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alan+Alexander+Milne">Alan Alexander Milne</a><div class=q>
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The wisest was Sir Thomas Tom.
He multiplied as far as four,
And knew what nine was taken from
To make eleven. He could write
A letter to another Knight.

No other Knight in all the land
Could do the things which he..."></div>
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