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Majestic Make

All's good, I say, today is the greatest, by Jove! Time's now to swear oaths of fealty to the Rover, No more the poor witness sunk in some sacred grove. Those supposed lords of realty know nothing's over, Merely pretenders attempting to hub the cap, They knotted the strings, tried tying down the stray flaps, How they tried! They searched, they spread all over the map, But, they'll greet the Comedian's own deaf'ning claps, Seeing I'm the Jester, I'll crown myself by feel. This deaf, dumb, and blind kid sure wrapped round his own heel. I'm spitting rind, all will know me by my grounded peal, I'm the crusader, caped, made majestic with zeal. Not unlike lightning, here comes my bolt-clawed eagle, Funny how telling jokes crowns the one who's regal.

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