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Uncomplicated beginning

From a simple upbringing

A capital of Five Hundred

Blossomed into quadruplets

Sprouting of branches  

Bloated by heraldic zest



Drowning oneself  

From a swept of luck

This you couldn't imagine

The authority it brings

People flocking in band

In just a snap of your hand



You so lavishly revere  

The fruit of your labor

Even leaping the hurdles

Taller than a castle

Previous benevolence

Turned into malevolence



Everything is at your mercy

There's nothing in this orb

That you cannot afford

But look around and see

Your constant company











Written 08-02-2002