Monday, December 12, 2016
The More Things Change
During the year-long celebration
of King Mongroid's 60th Birthday,
he suddenly died at a gluttonous
banquet.
King Desnerplait folded into
the celebrations, putting off
the official funeral for a year.
He soon dismissed the Southern
Castle's load of physicians, and
stocked it full of even more women.
Wine, Woman, Song, etc an understatement
concerning Plait, as the peasants called him.
The Northern Castle was peopled mostly
by herbalists, grinding potions for the
king which were entirely harmless.
Something worked though. He is 96 presently,
and states he will live forever.
As courtiers oiling everywhere in government and
commerce, his agree!
Labels: courtier, harem, herbs, kiss-ass, long life, Royalty, sex, women
Friday, December 30, 2011
The Greeting
The first time
you said the usual
hello and they swept back
"Your Majesty!" you glimpsed your life as
misery thereafter, since those who lick can bite.
Labels: courtier, position, Royalty
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Necessary Historical Element
Beaming Hitler arrives
for routine ceremonial
in long, open limousine,
is extracted to assume
flowers from lively pretties.
Then subordinates
catapult out from it.
To asskissers,
every mission hot.
