Advisor; There's a crisis in your Kingdom my king,
The citizens are tired of you.
We have stopped them from the slogans that they sing,
But they're eager for a king who's new.
King; Let them chant and lose their voices,
We shall silence them with bribes tomorrow.
We shall then increase their taxes,
And watch them dying of sorrow.
Advisor; But look at the opposition,
They have raised debates in the nation.
They've unearthed our cases of corruption!!!
And I think they may spoil your election.
King; Let them parrot themselves in campaign,
If they win we shall rig the election.
Go add me a glass of champagne...
And you must think of finishing their mission.
Advisor; I have a plan that can work I think!
I will meet with their spokesman this week.
I've arranged to poison his drink,
He has secrets in his tongue that won't leak.
King; You deserve some acres of land!
Go grab the forest of your choice.
You can burn the trees if you want,
Don't listen to these countrymen and their noise.
Advisor; I'll hail you to death my lord,
Well, my presence is expected at the port.
I had ordered some heroine from abroad.
I should rush before they get caught.
King; Just keep your ears on the ground,
And weed out the enemy that insults.
If he dies the shock will be profound!
But pathologists shall tamper with the results.
King; Now go.
Advisor; Thank you my lord!
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