And so farewell
The mighty thrust
has withered gently
Into dust
Add pigrims chants
From right of stage
Beckon him on
This mighty sage
Horray! We lose
A mighty sword
That saw our justice
As a menacing chord
That rumbled dread
Throughout the land
"Off with his head"
We die or stand.
But, great relief
The fun and games
Will lose those eyes
That greying main
And as we look
Apon a younger sight
He will slither quietly
Back to the night!
Poetic Ratty
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