Bring to my hand
this day's doing
for the sake of
this king's horse
I'm shoeing
this bloodless battle
for the soul of a nation
or a nation of soul
or a permanent vacation
As to why the ones who
Could stop working don't
As to why those who could
will my comeback won't
I don't need none of that
just a horse to ride
the work to my hand
and this day most glorified
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