Maggot Gold-Gilded

There, situated upon caprice maggot

And gold-gilded throne,

Hedged with grim weapons

Of vagary megaphones.

Threatening with fierce glances

To upstage mail-men with war dances.

A hero takes from these proud.

Narcissistic and hoity-toity men's cloud.

When their outward covering of boastful

Maggoty endmost empty honor,

See the secret chains he bears inside,

The carnal Russian fawner.

For the heart of one is filled

By the rush of lust.

The satirist overflows with

The poisons of breed and greed.

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