A Gift to the World

Bled white by a sinister clique of billionaires
At length, the Realm hath crowned a sympathetic prince
Who preacheth: "Now rejoice, those remnants we shall
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And right, there is no cure for post-rape innocence.

A trusty pilot hence may steer the wreck––let's bless
That quiet man, unflappable, not halfway bonks
So that the braggers can steal out and leave the mess.
The Realm hath made a choice one must receive with honks!

November 5, 2008