Three fair nobles came rushing down the street,
With reasoning no one could understand,
They picked up their robes and quickened their feet.

A crowd soon gathered in a mass so grand,
To make sense of these nobles in their race,
Rumors spreading throughout all of the land.

Children had memorized every fair face,
Explaining to those shorter by a head
Filling in every available space.

The crowd asked in unison why they fled,
An answer they hoped would be most absurd.
Without a moment to waste, they then said,

“Why ask this citizen, have you not heard?”
“War is upon us, believe every word!”