"Bees in his bonnet"
To hold court
With that static
Noise in his skull
Buzzing and stinging
And yammering, sniveling
Over munchausens
Doesn't he wish --
It were true!
"If wishes were horses" --
"Beggars would ride"
This beggar professed --
He nearly rode
He tried to ride
That blustering tide
Of false statements
Slander, Coercion
Domination, Control
And all that damnation
A nasty little beggar
On the beggar's strip
And to ponder --
Simply to ponder
The rest of us --
Who wish such things
In opposing difference
We waste our time --
Wishing for beauty
That universal version
Yearning for splendor
It always looks the same
Yet it dances away --
Beyond our grasp
Alas, even in dreams --
Beauty is greater
Than his sick wishes --
For munchausens disease!
By Lady Lost
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