Nigel, the Knight, Had a Terrible Fright

Now, Nigel the knight, was a brave lad of course.
He wore shining armour and rode a white horse.

He saved lovely damsels from towers quite high.
And dragons he fought that could breathe smoke and fly.

But when he was tucked in his snug little bed,
The scariest nightmares would fill up his head.

And when the bright lamp by his bedside went out,
He thought that he saw scary creatures about.

He'd shiver and tremble and quiver and quake,
Not anything like when the boy was awake.

For nighttime is scary for brave little knights.
As in their young minds they see many strange sights.

He dreamed of a witch on a polka dot goat,
And big purple snakes swimming out in the moat.

One night in his bed he was drifting at sea,
And another, his bed was perched up in a tree.

So he couldn't sleep well with these dreams going on,
And he always was tired and cranky at dawn.

One night from a deep sleep he woke with a start.
And out of his bedroom he quickly did dart.

He ran to his mother's and father's big bed.
They cuddled him close and here's just what they said:

"In the morning at dawn when the sun brightly shines,
We'll visit the wizard who lives near the pines."

And that's what they did, in the morning they went,
And found in his cave that old magical gent.

He was brewing a brew and stopped to explain,
His mixture made clouds that would cause it to rain.

And then he announced when with this one he's done,
He'll brew up a brew that will bring back the sun.

And on all his shelves he had bottles and vials -
And other strange things in the corners in piles.

Nigel stepped up and said, please Mr. Wizard,
I know that you're busy concocting a blizzard;

But if you've a moment, it shouldn't take long,
I do have a problem, yes, something is wrong.

My parents have brought me way up to this site,
In hopes you could possibly help with my plight.

You see, said young Nigel, I can't seem to sleep.
For the most frightful thoughts in my mind seem to creep.

Well, the wizard sat down on a stool and he thought,
Then from a back—room a large basket he brought.

And from it he pulled out a furry stuffed bear,
Who wore a red jacket and had short brown hair.

The wizard then waved a black wand all around,
And made a bip—boppity-skoppity sound.

Then he handed the bear to our Nigel and said,
"Just sleep with the bear snuggled tight in your bed.

It will frighten those nightmares right out of your mind,
But it is quite loving and gentle and kind.

Now I need to work so please go, let me be -
The bear has a thirty day wear—guarantee."

Then Nigel completed his chores for the day.
He put on his jammies and prayers he did say.

He jumped in his bed and he held the bear tight,
And didn't have nightmares at all through the night.

And his dreams were most pleasant from that moment on.
And all of those horrible creatures were gone.

But the wizard it seems was chased right out of town,
Because all his rain, well, it didn't come down.

So there wasn't a real magic spell on the bear,
But Nigel felt better when it was right there.

The love of a little one’s bear, so it seems,
Will keep all the monsters right out of your dreams.