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folkie

  Here is a poem wot i rote.Does anyone else have any?

THE KING.

The king is such a coward,

A wuzzy let me warn yer.

When all around is battleground,

He'll cower in a corner.

 

The king is such a coward,

He'll send his wife to fight.

He will not care if she dies there

As long as he's alright.

 

And when the battle is over,

And all his army gone,

Will then he fight,as would a knight?

Will then he be a man?

 

Of course he wont the coward!

He'll lay his weapon down.

"Oh please spare me" will be his plea,

And down upon his knee,

He will resign his crown.

RomyGer

See the forum : " ode to Chess " 

sezlez

Excellent, very good.