His colour might not be white
Not necessarily your love at first sight

It might be difficult for him to get a bite
And lack creativity in making an ordinary kite

He might be deprived the strength to winning a fight
Popularly known to possess a pocket so light and tight

But a day comes, when his subsistence shall glow bright
When he would be your great knight

A time he would journey with you on a flight
To a world embodied with so much delight