Millicent Burns (K)Night!

The game of knight burning (That’s knight spelt with a K) Can be a smidge confusing As it takes place not by day

But at night, spelt the other way. And involves:

• One knight, the tin heroic type

• One night, the opposite of day type

• One peasant, preferably raving

• One fire, of necessity raging

• A crowd (loud)

• And a spit

Upon which the peasant

(Let’s call her Millicent)

Will impale the knight and roast him (Let’s call him Sir Jim).

The screaming and spitting of Sir Jim should pity elicit but Millicent is persistent

And once done (overdone, if truth be told), That night (spelt right) with a key, like spam,

SO BOLD she progressively untins, him we call Jim “Take care the filling is hot!”

“You’ll burn yourself on the knight! (Spelt with a K (actually either way))” Protests the crowd.

But unbowed

Millicent spreads Sir Jim

With a sprig of thyme on a savoury biscuit thing. The crowd want a bit

And Millicent lets them have it

And shares that night (the n type) a roast of knight (the k type) But the crowd vent dissent for Millicent

A flavour of ash seems present

So they roast her too, to make a stew That’s known in the books that cooks write As Millicent Burns Knight