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