I'll tell you the tale of a man
Whenever needed, Robin could give a hand
Robin could steal from the rich
And never recieve a stitch
He gave the goods to the poor
But some food he kept in store
Robin could launch an arrow in a flash
And make all the Sheriff's men dash
With Richard's return he was knighted
Many rejoiced, for all was soon righted
Robin could not be beat, in part
Because he had such a large heart
-Kelsey
Age 16
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