Colonel Blood.
It happened many Years agoAt least its understood
There came to England's capital
A man called Colonel Blood
Some would say adventurer
Others merely thief
But there's more to him then meets the eye
And that which lies beneath
For in the Tower the Crown jewels lie
Secure under lock and key
But to Colonel Blood a challenge
He would seek their liberty
Now as the story has it
On a dark and windy night
He put his plan to practice
Though not everything went right
For Talbot Edwards stood his ground
He would not give up the key
So they beat him with a mallet
And stabbed him one two three
He thought he would get clean away
But it was not to be
For Talbots son returned that night
And would not let him flee
They put him in a dungeon
King Charles he would await
To ponder on his folly
And regret his coming fate
But all is not as it would seem
The King was full of glee
And much admired this Colonel Blood
And so he set him free
He then returned his wealth and lands
Which still remains a mystery
To send him home once more to roam
Across the Irish Sea.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2008-03-04 at 10:24
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