Nottingham Falls To The Hood



Have you ever felt like you were truly alive with purpose?

Like no door was your barrier?

That volatile structures enmeshed your vision?

The preacher's son belongs to only one

And screams his eulogies before deliverance

Foretold

Profane and obstinate

Smiling and charismatic

Wearing the black uniform


Cavalry in covered wagons

Supply lines stretching borders

Armaments oiled and blued

I fought the law and I won

Nottingham falls to the hood

The sheriff of Oakland county

Burning upon his cross

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Originally published on DeviantArt under the name The Prophet Obblonge.

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Submitted by TheProphetObblonge on January 31, 2024

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Scheme X X A A X X X X X X X A X X X
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 511
Words 100
Stanzas 15
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1

The Prophet Obblonge

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