GRIEF POURED DOWN
Grief poured down on the people
Like a relentless waterfall.
The Emperor had chosen them,
On a careless, passing, whim,
To suffer his latest atrocity.
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The people had committed no crime.
They kept silent and worked hard.
It was just their time.
Perhaps, on another day,
If he had not passed their way,
They might have lived another day.
But, today, they had to pay.
I WANT YOUR JUICE
I want to taste your juice.
I want to taste your juice every day.
A sweet and juicy jelly roll
Like you
Should be tasted every day,
And every day,
A different way,
More juicy,
More succulent,
Than the previous way.
I want your juice to fill my mouth.
I want your juice to drip from my lips.
I want your juice.
CALLING DR. OZ
The Emperor is an ancient old fart
Completely lacking a heart.
It's also a crying shame
He has a peanut for a brain,
So he isn't very smart.
A TIME OF CRISIS
Now is a time of crisis.
Our danger is not from ISIS,
Nor from Marxism, Islamism,
Or any foreign ism.
It is from our own insane Dionysus.
REGIME OF LIES
We live under a regime of lies.
It is a time that terrifies
Because, unless we fight back
Against the imperial maniac,
We will see how freedom dies.
POPULIST
When the people resist
And form one mighty fist,
Overcoming differences
And different preferences,
That's called "populist."
VALUE UNITY
The Emperor did quail
When he learned that empires fail.
When people value unity
Over petty purity,
The people will prevail.
