The King's Sword, Part 4/5 Poem by Flying Lemming

Across the other side of court
The adviser ran fairly distraught
Then he arrived and fell at the king's throne room
Screaming of the cad McDuff
And plans and swords and other stuff
And soon told how the King now faced his doom

The king calmed the adviser down
Then they moved across the town
To see what damage had been done by Duff
They sneaked by to avoid attention
And as a form of crowd prevention
Until they had both travelled far enough

In front of them they saw at work
A little, short, rough, bug-eyed nerk
Waving the real gold sword in the air
Who turned and looked at king and friend
Then shouted 'your life's at its end
Your precious army will know the facts so bare

Of how you've lied and led them on
With faith stuck where it don't belong
Moral will disappear and you will fall
A new leader will take your place
And finally he will erase
You name by sending you lot to the wall'

'You mean McDuff' the king asked Tom
'That evil cad' he carried on
'If he wants a fight then I'll begin it'
Tom smiled his crooked grin
And said 'don't worry about him
He'll be here to face you any minute'

Tom didn't know how right he was
With these last words of truth because
Above him there was a snap then yell
As McDuff with sword in hand
Headed towards flat hard land
Screaming more with each new foot he fell

The adviser and the king looked up
On hearing Duff squeal like a pup
And Tom joined them to see the growing blot
Directly up above his head
He knew real soon he would be dead
But found that he was rooted to the spot

One sword was up one pointed down
And as McDuff hit the ground
Each sword found and stabbed into a person
The two bad guys were both impaled
Their evil plan had badly failed
Poetic justice, just a gory version

The town’s folk came to find the scream
And to check what they had seen
And quickly the adviser grabbed the blades
He shouted to the growing group
'This is how low McDuff would stoop
He made a fake to make our lives charades

He climbed the roof to get this sword'
Then he held the real sword forward
The crowd all looked and saw the real swords shine
'He planned to change it for this fake
Which I am now going to break
To keep this scandal gone for all of time'

Good as his word he raised his knee
And broke the fake quite easily
The crowd all cheered their faith now back all right
The king shook the adviser's hand
'This went better than we had planned
From now on consider yourself a knight'