Ro-Zan plays the innocent, yet how might he be free
Led an unsuccessful coup with violent treachery
Something wicked this way comes. Still, butter would not melt
In a mouth with a forked tongue. Mysta quickly felt
His goodness all duplicity, his honor a mere sham
Did he escape by vicious means? Might he be on the lam?
Mysta knows that something’s wrong. Ro-Zan should be locked up
Angered by his treachery, she moves to interrupt
This banter with friend Diet Smith, who does not know of course
That Ro-Zan is a xenophobe, his gift a Trojan Horse.
July 27, 2017
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October 25, 2017
Ro-Zan plays the innocent, yet how might he be free
Led an unsuccessful coup with violent treachery
Something wicked this way comes. Still, butter would not melt
In a mouth with a forked tongue. Mysta quickly felt
His goodness all duplicity, his honor a mere sham
Did he escape by vicious means? Might he be on the lam?
Mysta knows that something’s wrong. Ro-Zan should be locked up
Angered by his treachery, she moves to interrupt
This banter with friend Diet Smith, who does not know of course
That Ro-Zan is a xenophobe, his gift a Trojan Horse.