The Fifth of November

[Your Local Ghostface Simp]

Remember, remember!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes and his companions
Did the scheme contrive,
To blow the King and Parliament
All up alive.
Threescore barrels, laid below,
To prove old England’s overthrow.
But, by God’s providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake
For King James’s sake!
If you won’t give me one,
I’ll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn’orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.
Holloa, boys! Holloa, boys! Make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! Holloa, boys! God save the King!
Hip, hip, hooray!

(An English Folk Verse)

[Wubbrle the Wubble]

ִ ࣪𖤐⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝑀𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ִ ࣪𖤐 It indeed was November 5th. I

[Your Local Ghostface Simp]

Wubbrle the Wubble I figured it was fitting to post about the poem on the day it’s about. :]