When up is down, and right
is wrong, and last is first
and small is great, and
a king must die to take
his place: a throne
to be hung upon not to
sit upon, a crown that cuts
not cut with jewels; rebuke
and ridicule, when all
we want is fanfare
for our hero rescuer
of the small, the last,
the upside down; don't let
us down with talk
of dying when you have
only just brought us back
to life.
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