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[aid] => mick
[title] => the king is dead
[time] => 2011-05-25 10:33:26
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[bodytext] => The Standard Bearer drops his flag The king is dead, his body dragged across the valley floor by steed his head removed, a callous deed Proof indeed of who has won In a time before the gun. His followers retreat at speed in all directions, fate complete to the victor all the spoils the standard burnt in cooking oil old and young they lie there dead the lucky ones, if truth be said for far and wide a bleeding mass stew in muddy fields to pass the king is dead. Long live the king victors followers do sing and so, inventories to make of stores and fields and ore to take the vanquished lose their way of life 70 years or more of strife as memories of other ways cause friction as the aliens stay until invaders formed a past solid, weaved, attached to mast their power cast out by the sail their way of life it did prevail expand or die, an empire made partly funded by the slave triangle of spore, cloth and rum it's lands not met by setting sun but freedom waited patiently for cracks and fractures in the sea an axis grew in power and size meanwhile our special friend stood by and watched as all was torn apart doctrines of evil crossed the chart the end of sail, replaced by wing the king is dead, long live the king [comments] => 0 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 28 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Patriotic )
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