Listen, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Sybil Ludington;
A tale of bravery, strength, and fear,
In the dark of night, her courage shining.
On a steed of strength and speed, she rode
Through the woods and fields, her heart aflame;
To warn the people of the coming horde,
And rouse them to defend their land and name.
She rode through the night, her heart afire,
Her courage strong, her spirit higher;
And when the dawn broke, her task was done,
And the people were ready, their freedom won.
So remember, my children, this tale of old,
Of the midnight ride of Sybil Ludington;
And let her courage and strength be told,
As we strive for freedom and the right to be free.
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