once upon a summers night
between the stars i saw the light
and by the moon there was a fright
when constalations start to fight
and next to that i saw a knight
riding on a horse of white
in armour that he wore so tight
he strut around with all his might
he swung his sword and stopped the fight
and weilded the eturnal light
and then fell from his horse of white
into the shadow, hid from the light
the moon that shawn around the night
reflecting all the wanten light
the guy, he sat, he was the knight
and got back up to stop the fight
he jumped back to his horse of white
and road around all through the night
he walked and galloped out of site
but came right back when the time was right
and now i sit and now i write
about the one eturnal night
the one in which the horse of white
brought forth a mighty holy knight
who with his sword and with his might
managed to stop the constsilations fight
and then turned round and road from sight
and now we commemorate that night