The Fall Guy

I, Guido Fawkes.


That man, Robert Cecil,
is a devious devil.
He played with us
like a cat with a mouse;
he made us believe
that we would succeed
in our daring deed
of blowing up the House
with gunpowder stowed.
in the cellar below.

But  now we know
that he knew all along
of our daring plot.
He seemed to be au fait
with rather a lot
of our secret scheme,
and that we were keen
to reduce Parliament
to smithereens
to get rid of King James.

We’d crossed the Thames
with thirty-six barrels
but our valiant attempt
in the end was no use.
I was on the point
of lighting the fuse
when the soldiers came.
I was caught red-handed
with explosives that were
about to combust.

We had been exposed
by a so-called friend
who did us no favour.
by betraying  our trust
and that was the end
of our endeavour.
So vanished our hopes
of achieving fame
but I’m sure that people
will remember my name.


© Luigi Pagano  


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More of your original history lessons, love it.


So much better to learn in this way, than behind a school desk with the outside beckoning to us. I read this with interest and understand it better now, your poem to remember is much nicer than a bunch of facts. Sue.


Nice one, Luigi. But how could we ever forget with fireworks being let off mindlessly left right and centre? Gerald.


Clever rhyme and informative, Luigi. Never been sure whether we celebrate the attempt or the foiling of the plot every Nov 5th. Today, of course, we would love to help a lot of the political elite skyward with their rocket careers, help them on their way into eternal orbit! Shame, that lovely building undergoing expensive renovation though…Penny for the Guido anyone?

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