Mer de Mort
The Legendary Ten Seconds
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Taken across the Irish sea Will we ever be set free My father has been laid to rest Of good fortune we are not blessed Roger and I just young boys Forced to be Bollingbroke toys Mortimer heirs we are distraught To Windsor we are now brought In Wales Glyn Dwr is uprising Of Bryn Glas I am surmising Our uncle's army was defeated Many dead bodies badly treated So many see me as a king But I dare not entertain such a thing Lady Despenser rescues me With my brother briefly free But at Cheltenham we are caught To Pevensey we are brought
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