Wait ’Em Out

Wait 'em out, king said.

Whatever the cost

They'll never outlast the snows.

But their tents went up

And their shields came down

And fires roasting rabbits rose.

Days went by

the king looked on

As frost dripped from his nose.

When the hour grew late

He ordered us to retaliate

But we'd spent the last of our arrows.

I said I'll sooner be a fool to fight

Than a coward to starve

But the king's fools heard my bellows

I meant not to question

But make a suggestion

What will we eat when we run out of rat?

And that

was when I was sent to the gallows.

Wait 'em out

Whatever the cost

So the king says, so it goes.