Subject

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There was a king,
Who ruled and killed.
A mighty King,
That none could sting.

He had a great will,
That no one could still.
He made up the steel,
He spun the wheel.

Women would fall,
At his beck and call.
He spelt with all,
But still never dull.

He slept a night,
Met death the knight.
He had feeble might,
To stand the fight.

He was a king,
Subjects he killed.
But he never could deal,
With the knight and his will.