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King Turd

So he is the Man
the king in the making
in the home, counting
all his money...

he speaks with clever expression
sincerity that touches angels
wisdom that defies argument
articulate in his orations

riding over any opinions
that don't agree with his
flapping away any words
that don't match his letters

so he thrives around Queen's land
speaking the crested lingo
of the overseas soveriegn
a colony that still fly the flag

as he crowns himself in tinfoil
sceptred hand with a globe
on the other, his face beaming
fellow knaves on the hill cheer.
Written by Grace (IDryad)
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