A Tale of Greatness
He admired himself in the mirror,
a master piece of
fitness and health,
or so the court doctor kept saying,
but more the master
of his own fate.
Every hair of his
elaborate comb-back
in place.
A man who had it all, money, power,
women,
Many women, some stormy,
His own wife a super model,
Though he could not touch her
He commanded the respect of his
Motley, loyal core, they gave him
Courage and mandate to move
Mountains, bring down rogue nations,
Cripple the rocket man and bolster trade
Through tariff wars easily won
In the end when all the sin was done
He was perfectly in his rights to pardon
himself
Even though he had done no wrong
But just in case
You never know
Politics such a slippery mistress
he had so many.
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