Philippe le Bel, the puppet king, <br />Resides within a gilded cage, <br />Only a king upon a stage, <br />With nought but clemency to sing. <br /> <br />To the servent of the servents of God, <br />Philippe is made a slave, <br />But does he want someone to save <br />His bloodied soul for almighty God? <br /> <br />Regardless, on the thirteenth friday, <br />By order of the Seven Hills, <br />Philippe did sanction many kills, <br />But the performance was less than tidy. <br /> <br />At least one knight of the Temple survived, <br />And yet again Philippe contrived. <br /> <br />Bathed in flames the grand master's curse <br />Would bring for philippe and Clement disaster.<br /><br />Alexander Steen Stewart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/friday-13/
