Listening to the roar of waves
Of men and mice and these
with templates of mysterious raves
Whoever wants to please
Saying less is more or less
The same as saying nought
At least when in a state of dress
It’s better to be bought
Putting down the baying crowd
With words of time and place
In this age is not allowed
I bow to thee my grace
While speaking unexpected crap
From mouths that show their teeth
Whoever understands this rap
Are only those beneath
When telling tales of real or dream
Who can discern of which
The bullshit is a power a theme
That spews without a hitch
Please please beg to appease
A flogging is required
From birth and life should be no ease
Your beauty is admired
And as we bow nay scrape to plead
I think of you in rule
Providing us our every need
But think of us as fool
©HeyHey 2020
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