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