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