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