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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2139673
A poem about selecting a king of rome
On a chair made of bronze,
Sat a soldier! Sat a king
The king of Rome Romananio Artaciuaso
Oh was his name! Oh was his name!
And in the wind,
Roared his voice! Roared his voice! Hard!
As he shouted kill this man!
He called prince Rinioria mad!
Well said the men, marching through the hall.
Listen King Romananio Artaciuaso,
You are brave, you are strong.
But there is a man better than you,
Aragonambiorinio Antriguasa!
The young prince who left Rome as a broken fellow,
Explained the men the history of a great prince.
He went for a battle with the evil French.
Well and now he returns to find gold in a gallon.
And that virtuoso shall be our new king!
Run away Romananio Artaciuaso or we will kill you dead.
Aragonambiorinio Antriguasa, the great prince know gets his turn on throne.
Go away young man! Said the man to the king!
Or we will break your bones.
Oh pardon my friend but he said, said the kind,
But first let Aragonambiorinio Antriguasa come,
Then we will discuss the matter,
Who had right to be king and who not.
So this is what happened as planned,
Came the young prince next morning,
And then when all was told to him,
He smiled and said an answer.          
You think that I can't kill this king in one go,
Then you people aren't true masters.
Show your power said King Romananio,
If you can remove me from throne.
Go away my friend,
If you don't want me to break your ring of bronze.
Ok start the war my friend, said the prince,
But the people sobbed no,
Another war! Another war!
That would take our Gold!
But now nothing was gonna change the mind of the king and prince.
All wanted the throne, but none wanted the wink.
So as it can be said came two truly faithful armies.
A matter of death was this! A matter of death!
Well said the kings start the war! Let's see who wins.
Who can find place in the running water, in the rain my friend and the wind?
So came the two armies on horseback,
To start a deadly war.
That in later times was to be known as the Roman Epoch.
So people gathered, swords rattled,
And what could be my friend more.
As they said to each other,
Let us see who wins the throne,
Then one day in a history book was found dug in the kingdom's floor,
And when the news was spread in public, people's shock was set afloat.
It was found that really King Romananio was a Frenchman.
And had come 20 years ago with his father and got the throne in his hand.
He was a man of true hate for his own country,
Rather found the French kings stupid,
But had great respect for the roman rulers,
Who he thought was great and kind.
So he became one of them and was now fighting for the throne,
People were stunned, analysis were done,
And everything possible had an impact.
But still half the public wanted Romananio, for he loved the land of Rome,
But some supported the prince for he was brave and courageous, but thought and also thought his own land home.
But he was proud and had said that he could defeat Romananio in one go,
If people thought if he couldn't do that, he was a coward with no woes.
So still with an unclear decision, the two armies started fighting,
First of all the team of Romananio did an attack one day.
He faced his sword at Aragonambiorinio and to do a sudden attack,
The army took out their shields for another counter attack.
They fired and fired as a few soldiers died.
Those who had served faithful for long,
At last into death they had to ride,
But still no matter, they kept on fighting,
This war's recorders kept on writing,
As blood leaked, and people sneaked,
Into halls for safety,
But other had a feeling so strong,
For the king, they could fight so bravely.
As one man leapt his swords, come up a wise minister,
Coming straight from Spain,
He asked about the matter,
When everything was told,
He said he couldn't sort the chatter.
But he said all I can do is to fight supporting all the armies.
I have great weapons and horses from New York and Miami.
SO as the war began again,
Suffering greatly increased.
People were starving,
Some were cursing,
Others were moaning for water.
Then but suddenly when night,
When Aragonambiorinio's men were sleeping.
Romananio's army did an act of sneaking,
He went across the palaces lawn,
And was planning to win the throne by dawn.
Suddenly the prince's army came by,
And when they found the plan for the attack,
They had to save their master from letting him die.
They marched and stomped,
And fired their gun,
And the people woke up,
Onto a word of an evil horrible run.
They all shouted,
The others cried with pain and agony.
But nothing could stop that conflict! OH! Nothing could stop that conflict.
OF fires were bulking all around.
Tremors came and shook the ground.
Oh the war felt a panic!
The whole of Rome wasn't right to be killed!
OH! Then suddenly came an end!
And the path of peace again took its bend.
Finally as the war was about to destroy the whole place,
Came Romananio's soldiers.
And they fired and used their swords so greatly,
That finally Aragonambiorinio's soldiers had to surrender!
And that prince who had said so proudly he could win,
Was found to be a bluffer.
OH my god! OH my god!
HE prayed and muttered.
Why couldn't I get a better fate! Why couldn't I get a better fate!
Well now finally Romananio got to continue back on his throne.
Even though he was a Frenchman, he was a kind soul.
OH his greatness! OH! His greatness! Oh his greatness, the words screamed.
Now our great king with solidarity shall be redeemed.
Oh my lord! But sobbed the prince! Why in this battle could I not win!
Well a voice whispered from somewhere,
You killed the French people for no reason even though they didn't take you penny!
But the deadly sins of yours are in plenty.
But still the people were as ki8nd to ask him to stay.
Stay in our town, and here you can pray.
So now as the kind, let the whole world say.
Rome is a great Place! With Romananio the king!
And the drummers played and all said with gratitude!
Rome is a great place! With Romananio as king!
And this is what the people said till the end of their lives!
And this was their greatness! That their king was the greatest!
And now at last I thank you for reading my poem, the king of Rome!
Hope you give a good review!





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