Ode To My Country
The flight of wisdom and glory
One that is not capable by the highest might
My country has been through a plight
My place has faced a grieve
A memory hard to leave
I gaze upon it's structure
And it's rigid rupture
The cause of mistake
Is something that not all make
The blue of the twilight
And the main cause of the glum height
Were the English who were the invades
Mean enough to set a trap perfectly laid
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