In 978 he took the crown
His brother having been struck
down
(Edward, something of a
tartar,
Now once dead became a Martyr).
It was a somewhat troubled
reign:
The Vikings were a royal
pain.
Longboats cleaved the seas
asunder,
Britain’s coasts were ripe
for plunder.
Stealthily those Norse
marauders
Forged their way to
England’s borders.
Aethelred gave out his
orders:
And bade his men to have
them slain.
It was a massive, mighty
blunder.
Infuriating good king Sweyne
Whose sister was among the
dead.
The Danish king was so
enraged
Another great attack was
staged
And once he’d beaten Aethelred
Was king of England in his
stead.
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