the weary old ruler bristled with contempt
as the new man arrived and settled into his seat
he knew not what it was that disturbed him so
it seemed deeper than anything he could know
his reign of pomp and glory was coming to it's end
and this young upstart was bound to take his place
still some primal gut-felt tribal instinct shuddered
at the sight and smell of this pretender to his throne
more to come....
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