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