His March to Rome
By: Your Favorite Person on this planet
Leader, amator bellum,
Thou art destined to bring great doom.
Throughout the years thy hatred grew.
Thy vow to conquer Rome was due.
Thou vanquished all of thy great foes.
Prevailing against the nations,
Did thee grow in imagination?
With each and every victory,
Thou came closer to thy dream.
Through the Alps, thy army went,
To subdue Rome was thy intent.
So as soon as thy battle came,
So does thy victory fade the same.
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Poetry: Random Things
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