It was king of the hill
But we were the hill.
It was die or survive
We built our demise.
We lived all for one
And died one by all;
that action was one
It’s together we fall;
like crabs in the pot
We’d surely get out
But we’d not let us
We fought until red.
It was king of the hill
But we were the hill.
This is pretty good man! 🙂 You should write stories, or rhyming epics.
thanks, man