by Rocky Macy
Murderous Horsemen are storming the wall,
Surrounding the town, there is no escape.
Horsemen! More Horsemen! The gate will soon fall
And horsemen will plunder, butcher, and rape!
Slaughtering pigs and serfs without battle
Horsemen will drink the pale blood of this clan.
Flee to the fields and stay with the cattle,
Or take to your hovels, hide while you can!
And as the carousel slows down, slows down
Each handsome young rider calmly goes round.
Up and down, round and round, they take the town
And rope their steeds to the carnival ground.
The little Horsemen have ravaged their share,
Each must go home and await the next fair.
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