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