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The Field Of Arrows


The Field Of Arrows

By A.R.T

 

 

The king england had gone to battle

In the field of arrows. 7000 on his side,

But still we all died. We fell to arrows, spear, and sword.

For it was the work of the trickster duke.


 

It looked like we won until red horse came

And then the great king fell to an arrow in the eye,

For we had made the mistake of coming the field of

Arrows.

 

And So the trickster duke took our lands.even though

We fought back,our mighty rebellions but all fell

For our hope had died in the field of arrows.

 
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