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An emperor spoke in poetic verse
Which lead to fame for him at first
But after some time, it became a curse
For the emperor had no prose.
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Poetic measure determined his fate
The body politic could not relate
Leaving people in a befuddled state
Yes the Emperor had no prose.
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Seeking solutions from all his wise men
Beseeching them each, again and again
"When will poetic proclivity end?
For I'm the Emperor and have no prose!"
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Long and hard the wise men thought
With no answers to the solutions sought
So they hemmed and hawed, yelled, argued and fought,
Still the Emperor had no prose
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The Emperor ended his quest in time
No cure for his affliction could he find
Relinquished the throne and became a mime
At least he was able to pose!
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© 2019 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved
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Poetry notes:
04/26/2019
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Poetry form: Light Verse
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Inspired by The Emporer's New Clothes by Hans Christian Andersen
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Image credit: Qianlong | The Print Collector/Heritage-Images/Imagestate