A Doddering Old Creep

 A DODDERING OLD CREEP

The Emperor says he has promises to keep,

And yet he's always falling asleep.

He's never woke,

And he doesn't even toke,

He's just a doddering old creep.

No One There

 NO ONE THERE

The Emperor's wife wanders the palace.

Perhaps she has no actual malice,

Just the blank empty stare

Of no one there,

And a soul that has grown callous.

Covered in Mold

 COVERED IN MOLD

Like King Midas of old,

The Emperor thinks all he touches is gold.

But instead it is rank,

All he touched just stank,

And even his soul is covered in mold.

The Trogloldyte

 THE TROGLODYTE

The Emperor rants at midnight,

Always looking for a fight.

Then he raves at break of day.

All of this is just to say,

"Look at me, the troglodyte!"

A Human Brain

 A HUMAN BRAIN

Since his acts were inhumane,

We feared the Emperor was insane.

We put him in an MRI,

And we simply could not spy

Any trace of a human brain.

Other Climes

 OTHER CLIMES

If you come from other climes,

The Emperor says you all do crimes.

Unless you happen to be rich,

Then there is a little hitch.

You'll be rewarded many times.

Smart Women

 SMART WOMEN

The Emperor hates and attacks

Smart women who question his facts.

He says they're all quite dim,

And publicly shames and reviles them

For having the brains that he lacks.