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