29.12.11

2011 - Day 362

The king of cool
Calls upon the fools
To do his work
His living tools,

He sits around
Watches the clowns
As they all clean
And dance around,

He sips his wine
His crown does shine
While they all sit
In dirt and grime,

Can they stand tall
Together, all?
To fight the power
Answer the call.

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