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On the castle walls

Under the new dawn pall,

Stood a King surveying all

His enemy was ill sprawled,

But with every arrow

He saw so many die and fall,

Adhering to their own Kings call,

Mindless senseless slaughter

But to defend the castle

The archers gave no quarter,

Then opening the gates,

The Calvery changed out

With the Prince raising up a shout,

Sword pointing the way

He slashed and hacked away,

Against all odds they kept the enemy at bay,

Then heading back towards the gates,

They headed for safety to prepare

To charge the enemy once again,

Blood and death spread everywhere

Still the enemy pressed without a care,

Until the battlefield was just silent corpses

Piles of bodies, piles of horses,

The smell of rank blood filled the air

Flies buzzed almost everywhere,

There were many dead among the defenders to

And the castle King road out to offer a truce,

The enemies King accepted this

Yet in the sunlight’s warm and pleasant kiss,

In one fail swoop to off the enemies King head

And all his generals turned and fled,

No more, the defenders King thought

Would there be any more bloodshed of deaths,

And nightmares would be all that would be left.