His Majesty's Guests
In the hall, my guests were assembled.
"Your Majesty", their spokesman trembled,
and so, I allayed their idle fears
to the sound of drying tears.
I'd never welcomed such guests as these.
To the left, were crackers. To the right, was cheese.
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