A Tale of Corruption
Once there was an imeldific queen,
Who made the most terrific sin.
She did corruption with her three knights,
And turned their country to its darkest nights.
The three knights did money ransack,
And made poverty permanently locked.
They met at their own round table,
Unlike others their lives were stable.
Now the country discovers their corruption,
Everyone turns mad like a volcanic erruption.
They are now put on their distinctive dungeons,
And still their cages are under their manipulation.
The imeldific queen is placed with security,
While the oldest knight suddenly turns sickly.
The handsome knight says that he is innocent,
And the sexy knight says it is just an impediment.
Now the countrymen are seriously watching,
For them to have the tantamount suffering.
Though justice doesn't come quickly,
At least now they are suffering slowly.
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