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