Crimson Clover
There once was a king of golden ages
Kissed by great fortune and rich silver ore
He was brutal, his temper outrageous
A black-hearted mind, rotten to the core
He treated his nation with gruesome spite
Bathing in gore, spilling blood on his frill
So the people prayed for a gallant knight
Sent by righteous forces, the king to kill
Their pleading heard, there came a man so brave
He fought the King on the green castle lawn
When his crowned head rolled down the stony nave
They reveled ten days, for the king was gone
His gray body lowered to clammy ground
Crimson clover covering his grave mound
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Tried myself on a Sonnet ;)
