Al Du Ai

Near black grey and sulpter

Above the water

Circling carrion birds do cry

Ocean black in its depth

Carases the neck

The cliff face of al du ai

Here no waves crash

The only splash

The dip of the birds into sea

To pick at the body

Dressed in robes so gaudy

The man who sought to be me

I am the king of al du ai

And at my noble behest

The imposter wwas thrown from our mighty shore

People’ve been thrown for less

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