Who goes there?
Came the cry
The sentry was alert
No one responded
But came ahead
Footsteps in the dirt
A shot rang out
The sentry fell
The attack had begun
The enemy came
Over a thousand strong
Defenders turned to run
The sound of battle
Spread far and wide
The lines all did crumble
Young soldiers fled
Without much chance
Hoping not to stumble
The advance continued
Into the town
Fires started to burn
The end was near
No hope in sight
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