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