How Rome Fell

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Armies made of gold and steal,
The enemies who lost were Rome's next meal,
As taxes took new land,
Their people's loyalty fell like sand,
As foreign men could not speak,
Their fighting skills were way too weak,
The dove that sat upon the spire,
Now cries and screams on fire,
As the countries turned and turned,
The city of Rome burned and burned,
And while Hades is sitting on his throne in Hell,
His favorite memory was hoe Rome fell.





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