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The Emperor’s Appointment

5/26/2017

 

The syphilitic emperor
Unable to discern or judge,
Made his appointments, with no core
Of principle—to fill a grudge
Or make some weak opponent sore,
And give some loyal friend the nudge.

A party filled with sycophants
Viewed such seats as a means for spoil,
Regardless of the public’s chants
That they ought to be boiled in oil,
And scampered, like a hill of ants,
For profit—oversight to foil.

Just such a one, a Silver Fox
Was seated at the highest court,
Disdainful of the common flocks
But with obsequious comport
Serving the rich, whose wealth unlocks
Consideration of a sort.

In time the public grew to doubt
That jurisprudence, circumspect,
As did all right decorum flout,
Pertained to any not select— 
Justice the least it was about,
All confidence and trust being wrecked.


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