CAMELOT FANTASIES

Although it was sunny, a thunder storm was raging,
The tempestuous past between England & Scotland wasn't aging.
Spears & arrows were raining down.
In drops of blood people could drown.
Drops of blood & tears were falling,
While on the battle-fields soldiers were brawling
In the distance looking on, women were screaming & babies were bawling.
Thunderclaps were rending the air
While wounded & dead people laid everywhere.
Swords like claps of thunder were clashing.
While soldiers their foes were bashing
& their enemies they were thrashing.