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Three hags met upon the heath,
To speak to brave and valient macbeth,
He would soon be a glorious monarch,
But his deeds couldn't be more dark,
Duncan laid defenseless in his bed,
Whilst Macbeth bludgeoned his head,
Malcolm fled to Edwards palace,
Macbeths head was full of malice,
Banquo was father to Fleance, hope,
Macbeth was paranoid, he couldn't cope,
Murderers he hired, one, two, three,
Assinated Banquo, but Fleance did flee,
Hecate, the godess of witchcraft,
Let out her evil and cackling laugh,
The three hags proclaimed more than enough,
Beware Thane of Fife, Beware MacDuff,
Macbeth knew MacDuff was in his way,
The murders were ready to make him pay,
All they could find were Lady and Lad,
They would do, surely, for the king so bad
Malcolm struck back with MacDuff at his side,
With armies of English and Scottish he resides,
An open siege and assault on Macbeths fortress,
The bloodiest thing ever seen in young Iverness,
It all became to much for dear Macbeth,
His Riches turned to Rags, his wife accepted her death,
MacDuff stormed in, as the king stood in fear,
And impaled Macbeths head on his very spear,
Malcolm was king, Macbeth was dead,
His pride in tatters, his gold turned to lead,
Malcolm set to work rebuilding his home,
But first, to the corination, in the glorious Scone!
Shakespeare. Father of the English language. Its a shame that all of his work has been put to one side as Americanisms and Slang Terms have come into play. Its sad really. The last thing I need is another thing to be irritated at.
To speak to brave and valient macbeth,
He would soon be a glorious monarch,
But his deeds couldn't be more dark,
Duncan laid defenseless in his bed,
Whilst Macbeth bludgeoned his head,
Malcolm fled to Edwards palace,
Macbeths head was full of malice,
Banquo was father to Fleance, hope,
Macbeth was paranoid, he couldn't cope,
Murderers he hired, one, two, three,
Assinated Banquo, but Fleance did flee,
Hecate, the godess of witchcraft,
Let out her evil and cackling laugh,
The three hags proclaimed more than enough,
Beware Thane of Fife, Beware MacDuff,
Macbeth knew MacDuff was in his way,
The murders were ready to make him pay,
All they could find were Lady and Lad,
They would do, surely, for the king so bad
Malcolm struck back with MacDuff at his side,
With armies of English and Scottish he resides,
An open siege and assault on Macbeths fortress,
The bloodiest thing ever seen in young Iverness,
It all became to much for dear Macbeth,
His Riches turned to Rags, his wife accepted her death,
MacDuff stormed in, as the king stood in fear,
And impaled Macbeths head on his very spear,
Malcolm was king, Macbeth was dead,
His pride in tatters, his gold turned to lead,
Malcolm set to work rebuilding his home,
But first, to the corination, in the glorious Scone!
Shakespeare. Father of the English language. Its a shame that all of his work has been put to one side as Americanisms and Slang Terms have come into play. Its sad really. The last thing I need is another thing to be irritated at.