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