“Our Bloody King” | A Medieval Siege Poem

This is a poem I kept from one of my many unpublished fantasy stories.

He stormed out from his castle

Harry after hassle

Yearned to win so badly

Sortie after sally

The siege did cost him dearly

During one great battle

He called out from his courser

Yelling O so proudly

You know why they did crown me

I fight for man and country

A spear then caught him aptly

Before his leal knights

Bloody, O so Bloody

Our king did lose his life

 

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