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Shane Whidby

Napoleon the Short

That damn horse, that ivory beast,
My one source of shame,
For the world was mine to have,
But that tower cares not of my power.

I conquered countries, set cities ablaze,
My name carried weight, I was feared,
But gravity has no favorites,
In this sick declination of mine.

The powerful painting, riding the rearing steed,
People saw me as a force, a conqueror,
But here, at my final embarrassment,
People see me as a jester, stumbling from the stirrup.

And as I climb the wooden steps,
To the metal death machine, that killer of the masses,
I leave this world as a prideless, shameful man,
Thinking of one thing and one thing alone…

F*** that horse.


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