November dawns on England's shore
The Normans' victory, felt evermore
Hastings' echoes still resound
As William's rule, the land surrounds
November 1066, a kingdom in flux
Norman banners fly, in triumph and in luck
The Conqueror's grip, firm and tight
As England braces for the new light
Through fields and forests, William marched
To London's gates, his power arched
The city braced for the Norman lord
As England's fate, in his sword
November 1066, a month of change
Norman rule, stretching wide and strange
The Conqueror's path, paved with blood
As England's future, in him stood
The Normans' hold, now firm and clear
Over England, far and near
Castles rise, in Norman might
As English hearts, face the night
November 1066, a kingdom transformed
Norman rule, in victory swarmed
The Conqueror's march, a new reign
As England felt the Normans' gain
In November's chill, a kingdom bent
Under Norman rule, its future lent
1066's saga, now complete
In Norman hands, England's seat.