The Long Fall of Justice Pt. 4 (Exclusivity)

The interest, yes, he will give to acquiesce
to a dearth, neither extent nor depth
Nay, just to his appeal to repel
monotony to exclusive monopoly
You just have to pretend,
Probably contend
in the mind’s eye
Meekly lie
As he brags his bags of sugar and beans
when the list just about begins;
all around the hounds,
with uncouth watering mouths;
as silly as their crime may be,
since if sins were truly stints,
I was to pay attention fee
to sleep beside your monarch, oh your stark highness
and our thankfulness, yes, to our acquiesce
to a bohemianesque so-called unique speck of existence
among a thousand more
reason to bemoan and feel real rare
Nay I say,
everyone’s a nugget for all you care