He Was a Crowd Puller
He was a crowd puller
Not a crowd pleaser
But was it enough?
Apparently so.
He went to the top
Smoothly, quickly, and embarrassingly
Everything was great now.
Great, great, great, great, great. His best word. Great.
But it was not enough.
He wanted to be King or Czar.
He wanted a crown. He asked for a great crowner.
Get him one from England, someone yelled.
In British dialect, crowner is a coroner
in case you did not know.
I thought this was great.
Great great great great great.
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