Nicholas Spandrel Poems

Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Something wicked this way comes!
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As darkness befalls them,
The men rejoice to the sound of prince bard’s horn,
His armies defeat the Saxon warlords as they ravage the lands,
As soon as the light comes the Saxons are as dead,
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a place free from war,
the place i wish to be,
free from conflict and violence,
peaceful air,
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Blood spilling down my shirt as darkness fills my heart,
My enemy begs for me to forgive his treachery,
I give no mercy but take the blood of foes,
I wish to drink their blood,
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The darkness shrouding me with hate,
As soon as light comes it turns me evil,
As soon as night falls I turn good,
By light and dark unite I fall as undead,
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Ah the darkness so soothing
The darkness gives us strength
No one can defeat us
For we use the night to our advantage
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The trees full of green leaves,
On this wondrous day,
As the sun shines,
Like the great diamond in the sky,
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Through the air,
Through the trees,
My image soars like the eagle,
I light the sky like a courageous phoenix,
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through the air,
through the stars,
on dragon wings I fly,
Soaring the sky,
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A land free of war is where I must go,
free from toxic death and disease,
Life full of happiness and glee,
Everyone feeling the way of love in their hearts,
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