Of Paul Revere


This is the story of Paul Revere
Come close and you can hear.
He woke at night.
And rode with great might.
So that he could warn.
All of the barns.
To arm all their guns.
Cause there is no fun.
Because he needed to ring.
The bell till they ting.
Because tonight.
If he was right.
The british will march.
Through the marsh.
They were ready to fight.
With all their might.
They are gonna get killed.
And the yards will get filled.
In the midst of battle.
If people did not tattle.
If they townsmen did hide.
And their minds abide.
So they may stay alive.
And their lives would thrive.
So they should believe.
Because their parents might greive.
If they should die.
Without some time.

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