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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568819" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Piel Ballad (For the King of Piel)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">king of piel, lord of ale<br>hear the cryer wail<br>be crowned this day upon piel isle<br>let the knights set sail<br>proclaim his glory<br>to the sea, and to the furness lands<br>his castle fires burn again<br>upon fine foudreys sands.<br>his jesters play, his legions march<br>the crowds they all do cheer<br>the king and queen have come at last<br>and with them cometh beer<br>come daughters come sons to the coronation <br>to the crowning of the king of piel<br>come one come all come everyone<br>for the legends of him are real<br>tis true for sure what ye have heard<br>in tale of folk and lore<br>bout strange crown and kingship passed <br>on down from days of yore.<br>bout knights and lords<br>and maidens fair and pirates of the sea<br>bout how the queen with own hands pulls<br>a pint for me and thee<br>come with thine eyes and see for sure<br>the glory of this place<br>and take a seat at courtly table<br>to seek my masters grace.<br>come young come old as stories be told<br>of the exploits of the king of piel<br>come meek come bold come to the fold<br>for a taste of the island feel<br>there is upon this peacful isle<br>so many things to see<br>and if i were to tell you all<br>what pleasure would it be<br>to walk around its shore thyself<br>and feel of its strange force<br>to touch its sand with your bare feet<br>and smell the air of course<br>feel the sense of wonder<br>felt by many more<br>for a thousand years passed<br>and a thousand years more<br>let me now unveil a tale<br>of some history of this spot<br>a wicked little narrative <br>with a twisted little plot<br>only a small portion<br>of the story have i got<br>but i hope that you will like it<br>erm, a lot.<br>to island over yonder<br>the one with lines so smooth<br>did lambert simnel wander<br>his falsehoods so to prove<br>he landed with two thousand men<br>who came from o'er t'sea<br>and with glory in his childish head<br>claimed King he was to be<br>not so dear souls for by his death<br>he had so lowly fell<br>and all of his accomplices<br>were despatched thus to hell<br>the spit he turned for king so kind<br>to spare his tender head<br>and lived as servant all his life<br>til death became his bed<br>but left behind on the island<br>was something rather strange<br>the legend of the King of piel<br>and who to take his place<br>of course the people wondered<br>and argued for a cause<br>but the choice was so obvious<br>the landlord, of course<br>who better but to keep the peace<br>than one who selleth ale<br>who better met to rule with grace<br>and sometimes even style<br>so there in passed the kingship<br>and so on over time<br>it got wrote down in stories<br>and sometimes even rhyme<br>so now bow down, pay homage to <br>the noble king, crowned anew<br>banners raise, trumpets sound<br>come all come all, its<br>his round!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Graham+Eccles">Graham Eccles</a><div class=q>
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