How Robin Hood Strove To Do Good
To right the wrongs he saw did Robin strive
It wasn't fair that peasants were so poor
He robbed the rich, helped keep the poor alive
Shot arrows sharp and swift, his aim was sure
Though honor's glory did not Robin lure
But that he left the world a better place
He died, a smile -- God's Grace -- upon his face
Iambic Pentameter
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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