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Poseidon


Under the Sea, the melody rings out so sweetly

After all, it is your destiny

You're a tall dark hottie 

with the ultimate swimmer body

too bad your mood swings are so deadly.

And then there's the issue of image

you've got more baby momma's than DMX

and less self-control than R. Kelly 

with fetishes like Katie Perry

and an ego that's beyond narcissistic. 

All that power and might

you sure win every fight

but most women just find you oppressive.

We probably won't let you know,

fearing the rath of disrupting your show.

But, like sirens, your victims' voices

are revealing your sinister choices. 

Soon the millions of "likes" and "follows" 

should all be overshadowed

as like sharks the media feeds

and lists your psychopathic deeds

for all the world to see.

But in today's courts of public opinion

you still may maintain your dominion

because you helped the transgendered 

when reassignment they desired

so they may want to keep you their King. 

 

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