Power Of Powers
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Whore out the darkness,
Set it to dreams,
Fantasies stirring
In the distant gleam.
The swirling grayness
Become castle or moat
A princess needs saving;
A pirate's foul gloat,
A ring on fair finger,
Fine shackle of gold
Meant only for ladies,
In dungeons so old.
The fair sex fair game,
In the collector’s hoard;
Damsels on arms
Of great feudal lords.
The power of powers
Behind the throne room-
For he withholds their alms
When she holds back her boons.
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