A call to arms
to seize a fort,
was tasked one man
with enemy at port.
And so he rode
to warn us all
the impending doom
about to befall.
'Tis the tale
of just one man,
who woke the beast
by the horse he ran.
His light once bright
began to fade.
He died so humble
in the silver trade.
To this one man
I raise my tankard.
In cheer of fan,
'"Tis Revere!"
"Be heard!"
Cool man :)