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

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