Crest Fallin'

by G.G. Falderal

A battle has been brewin'

Between my crown and brow

This hasn't caused me much concern

At least, that is, 'til now.

You see, it seems, while allergies

Had pulled me into fray

Brow had taken tuft of turf

And put it on display

Headquarters bid a last adieu

To the few who stood

Telling them to fall out and

Take cover where they could

So some remained to hold their claim

While others had retreated

But most who stayed and held their ground

So quickly were defeated

But as they fell they placed a spell

On the soil once called home:

Make barren these forbidden lands

And build a gleaming dome.

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