Which and What Not

Once lived a guy,
Who had the world in his feet;
Who bore everyone’s soul,
With gold as his seat.

Once lived a guy,
Unlike any other’s bowl;
He had all of the luck,
The rich was his sole.

Once lived a guy,
All the women he did fuck;
All the bravest did rot,
Be strong as a rock.

Then came the day,
That the water burned the cot;
The man claimed a-holy,
The people yelled ‘not’.

Bright was the ray,
The deceit was discreetly;
The pleb praised the lamb,
There, grew a lily.


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