The illness was spread across the town,
Jame was sick and William was down,
and Jame soon got the Fame Crown,
and the Town got a new ambitious clown.
And Willams' last words I'll repeat,
'Jame please do stand on your feat,
be the end soon, don't let it be white like a sheat,
if you die soon, please do die neat.
And Williams' soul flew to the clouds to heaven above,
as the thing that connected them flew with him, their brotherly love.
William and Jame,
both killed by fame,
both filled with shame,
both stunned by their old game.
The virus soon spread,
and to the Fall did this lead,
it was blood red.
The Finale out soon...
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