The Medieval Exe Bridge

In days of yore, when knights were bold, And tales of adventure were told, There stood a bridge, so strong and grand, The Medieval Exe Bridge, in the land.

It spanned the river, wide and deep, And its arches, high and steep, Were a marvel of engineering might, And a testament to man's foresight.

From merchants to travelers, all did cross, And on the bridge, life was never a loss. For it was a place of bustling trade, Where fortunes were made, and debts were paid.

Through wars and storms, the bridge did stand, A symbol of strength, in the land. And as time marched on, it stood the test, A testament to man's ingenuity and zest.

Today, though time has taken its toll, The bridge still stands, a sight to behold. A piece of history, for all to see, A reminder of what once used to be.

So let us honor the Medieval Exe Bridge, And the people who built it, with courage and grit. For it is a part of our heritage and past, And a tribute to our human legacy, that lasts.