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I'm in charge here 
I am your chieftain.....your Lord and Master                         
the head of proceedings...the king of the castle...the cat with the cream,
the orchestrator, the pivotal point, the emphasis, the edict, the axis, the access, the exit, 
the designer, the generator, the detonator, the grand wizard, 
the power and the glory, le chef du paquet 
I....the ventriliquist....you the dummy 
my hand your body....my thoughts your actions....my voice your labour 
This empire is the result of my structured efforts.....not yours 
my potent planning, my vigorous devotion, innovation, dedication, generation, agitation, 
They queue a mile long awaiting your ragged eviction 
Scrutinize your daily contribution before considering financial furtherance 
delegation issues are my division 
I demand nothing more than your obedience, stagnation and repetition. 
Cower...like a bullied infant when in my presence 
if not me, then another would devour then empower you 
better the devil you know to oppress and stifle your elaboration 
get down on your bended knees and acclaim my perception 
I could have you bombastically purged from my premises 
harried into the streets with my hounds snapping at your brittle ankles 
watch my honey's callously terrorise your vicinity with impish exuberance 
Laugh?......I'd surely die 
creased up double as you ultimately capitulate exhausted in a heady stupor in the gutter 
diluted to that rag doll status you've become accustomed to 
saturated with reluctant tears upon that childlike, crumpled little face of yours 
a fine example to all and sundry of my hostile leadership. 
Watch you twitch and shiver in frustration at my complacent feet 
you're nothing but a faeces.....a parasite......an odour 
An exquisite education could have aided your wretched evident predicament 
not for being inadvertantly plagued with ignorance in abundance 
oh those school days wasted playing truant and cackling as teacher narrates 
classroom pranks won't raise your profile here my love 
So with what did you wish to convey a plausible challenge to my authority? 
a rusty nail and a hammer are no match for a pistol and a good lawyer 
Accept your dire situation grudgingly and return to your station 
your workhouse associates await your disconcerted reverse to duty. 
The Gods may presently commission my comeuppance as I dictate 
pigs may fly and cats may direct busy traffic congestion in Time Square 
Ahora si usted me excusa...... yo están ocupado.
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