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 Once  Upon  A  Rhyme
From  I'magod  Castle, this  story
Unfolds, of  a  King  and  his  Queen
And  their  tumultuous  reign,  over
Unworthy  subjects, in  a  kingdom
Called, Mus'Wurshepme
Should  the  King  and  Queen, not  receive  
The  proper  respect, the  subjects  fate  
Has  been  sealed, they'll  be  hung  upside
Down, with  hooks  through  their  heels,
In  the  kingdom  of Im'agod, there's  no
Court  of  appeals

Her Royal  Highness, has  had  a  bad  day,
Her  royal  Couturier  blundered, made  a  
fatal  mistake, when  she  couldn't  squeeze  
Her  Majesty's  300  lb. body, into  a  size  8,
Off  to  the  dungeon, to  the  rack  she
Went, It's  said  to  this  very  day, her
Casket  was  12  feet  long,  and  still  a
Tight  fit.

His  Royal  Highness, sent  out  a  decree,  
All  were  to  fall  on  their  face, and  kiss  
His  Royal  feet, lest  the  gallows, would
Become  their  fate, needless  to  say, his
Majestys  feet, always  stayed  wet

His  lordship  was  a  genius, he  made  that
Quite  clear, thus  independent  thinking  
was  disallowed, if his  seer's  dare  question  
His  integrity, for  killing  half  the  Kingdoms
Peasantry, they  were  banished  from  his
Royal  Majesty's  Kingdom  for  eternity, to  
Escape  with  their  head, considered  to  be  
A  leniency.

 No  one  in  his  kingdom  could  ever
Be  found, who  dare  utter  a  word  against
The  crown, everywhere  you  looked, smiling  
Faces  were  found, death  by  flogging  for
Those  who  dare  frown.

 "JESUS  IS  LORD"        

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