This poem was written in deep confusion... I have no idea how i began or managed to end it, i have pondered on it for days... However, i bid you read, and errr.... Well, just read first...
SPEED DATING FOR DICTATORS
There once was a story,
Of this here general,
Who desired a lady,
For those acts unpolitical...
He searched and he searched,
His palace his limit,
Then he summoned his second in command,
To tell of how he did it...
And so came into this story,
A here fine lieutenant,
To help our general find a lady,
For those acts unpolitical...
He spoke and he spoke,
Of perfumes, wines and roses,
To woo or not to woo,
Those fair fine pretty ladies...
Our general paused,
Our lieutenant was waiting,
Ol' patience was lost,
So we demanded speed dating...
And so came into this story,
Some here fine pretty ladies,
To assist this here general,
With those acts unpolitical...
But this ends not our story,
She loves him, He loves her not,
Aye, our general found his lady,
But for this we never forgot...
As off our general goes,
To see to acts unpolitical,
Alas our lieutenant arose,
To oust this here fine general...
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Yeah, back to what i wanted to say... i remember now... read and go enter for the nihilistic rainbow satire contest too... Link is...
https://steemit.com/nihilisticrainbow/@sature/nihilistic-rainbow-7-a-new-round-of-the-satirical-poem-contest-is-starting
