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They shaved their idiot,
Bathed him and dried him
Softly in Egyptian cotton,

They dressed him
Head to toe in silk
And encouraged him
To shout his made up language
At strangers and officials.

They smiled as he designed
Bizarre pamphlets and posters,
All black and blue and angry,

They listened in awe
At his bubbled conspiracies
And rubbed his back
As he belched insecurity
And cried at the sky.

They laughed at the mucus
That connected his nose
To his blabbering mouth,

They called him a genius
When he sang
His peculiar songs
And scribbled down
His rules.

He was nothing and everything,
A manchild, a myth,

That old man with power
All madness and tricks,

That tyrant with old friends
Who yes everything,

All whispering rituals
And fresh offerings.

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