The Cardinal Knight (Part I)

No, never was a knight so kind
As Gumble Strilts McKree.
He sat with weeds as they pined
For fields all flowery,
Encouraged birds on their first flight,
Cheered them on their last,
Worried less about who was right
Since that was in the past,
And set his sights instead on what
He might help by heart or hand,
Neither of which he ever shut
To anyone in any land.

The beauty of the Cardinal Knight
Lies in who’s on guard.
If you feel kind Cardinal bite,
Join the Order of the Cards.

Illustration by DALL-E in the style of Raphael.