king rumpslyy's throne

The Ballad of King Rumpslyy When kingdoms burned and hope was gone, Rumpslyy rose at break of dawn. No crown he wore, no bloodline grand, Just fire and justice in his hand. He slew the wyrm in shadow's cave, Freed all the slaves the tyrants gave. He faced twelve kings with just his might, And won the war without a knight. He broke Queen Virelle’s mirrored spell, And taught the cursed to love as well. He marched alone to meet the Night, And vanished in the fading light. The cold withdrew, the sun returned, The world was healed, the torches burned. Though gone, his tale forever rings — Of Rumpslyy, King of Common Kings. (i would never use chatgpt)