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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