Lord Gaga Was Once a Fabulous Man
His nostalgic wealth still stinks strongly on him:
The rusted gold on his neck and fingers,
Sliver cap he wears, they vouch for his past;
Lord Gaga was once a fabulous man.
In his fall ,Gaga becomes a dead gaint
And many call him a fallen angel ;
He now has followership in jestry,
They come to laugh at his buffoonery.
His calamity started that same day ,
The very day he raped his two sisters
Who later went to their father's graveyard
And asked the dead to judge accordingly.
First he lost his strenght and his memory
Then fire razed down his farms and his estates
The dead put hate between him and his wives
Who now with their children abandon him.
Today lord Gaga sleeps by the goat side
So everybody comes to learn from him
And when one has the trait of pride they warn :
Lord Gaga was once a fabulous man.
Kayod5
Iambic Pentameter
A fictitious character 2
Dec 20th,2014.
Copyright © Kayod5 Kayode | Year Posted 2014
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