the king has summoned his people

The King Has Summoned His People

Enters the
Crown Prince.
Enters the
Court Jester.
Enters the
Queen Mother &
her illegitimate
children.
In comes
the Inquisition,
precursor
to the
polygraph.
A knight
or two
home from
the Crusades,
dreamy-eyed
with opium.
A full-sized
replica of the
Golden Hinde,
pulled on
rolling logs
by the
indigenous in
loin clothes.
The Arch
Bishop & his
cute little
altar boys,
a wandering
minstrel
singing falsetto,
six sculptors
& their
handy work,
offsprings
of Leonardo.
A tribe of
head hunters
from Borneo
an armadillo &
an anteater.

 

The King has
summoned his
people,
& the
hall goes
still as
he clears
his throat &
begins to
speak.

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