The Armada will shake the sky,
the cannonballs flying by,
into the fray we will fly,
to them we'll say goodbye.
Their plot we will break,
our power will tremble,
the swords will ring out
a sweet song of freedom.
Here we'll make our stand,
we'll stay until the end
and every one of them
crumbles into sand.
Hello! I don't often comment on this blog, but I wanted to say that I think that this poem is great! :)
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Thank you so much for your kind comment! :D Hugs!
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