there was a king
but had some 74 or more
the ruler of the world
his power
yet he knew...
no one seemed
who wanted
in obeisance to
the imperative of God
was not omnipotent
yearning
they celebrated his greatness
but disseminated
they sang him his song
but nothing
once up.]on a time
that eats him out
to grant him
or so he thought
so he invited
he wanted
so he spammed the wor[l]d
could satisfy him
spread you seed
a dried out witch
and he continued
across the world
the jackboot of his making
he lived
to believe that
in a castle
800 bards, jogglers, clowns
they gave him his worth
the power he relished
people
to fill the hollow
but
to reflect his grandeur
to be
for the world
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