Dark Knight V/S Red Monster

Two warriers, in the middle of the night, rose up from their sleep and got ready to fight. The first one wore his black armour and hopped onto his black horse. The second one carried the baggage and sat pillion. Both awaited the red death with all its might and glory. But the monster was late and not in a mood for fury. It was pitch black and the sky was pissing its gloom. The warriers were irritated and with a swig of indian tea, they galloped away chasing the red monster.
The weather was treacherous and the road slippery. The horse was galloping with all its might but the heavens burst asunder. But this will not enchain the spirits of the warriers for they have a mission in mind. The black knight raced his horse with the deftness of a jockey. After around 20 miles, they drew level with the monster who looked in no mood to be confronted. But our knight was determined to take it on. In a matter of seconds, the horse was in front of the monster and brickbats were hurled. The monster opened its mouth and engulfed the pillion. Having finished the job, the knight returned back to his lair with the peace of mind of a hermit. Little did he realize that his companion had left his sword behind !
However the other warrier was smart and managed to conquer the monster's lair with his presence of mind. The knights were praised for the bravado and both lived happily ever after.

Lemme take care of my rose

The time was right or the time was wrong,
I didnt know then but my heart was on song
The rose had bloomed, but it had its thorns,
It exploded on my face and in strife I was torn
My heart bled, but it was bleeding love,
I watered my rose, played the peace dove
The rose smells good, it sootheth me,
The fairy of life doth schmoocheth me
As I see the rose today with a beautiful mind,
The fragrance is strong and the thorns dont mind
I'll nurture it till death do us apart,
Unless destiny decides to play its part
The day the thorn grows to prick me,
I'll pluck my rose and offer it to thee