We Live As Good As Medieval Kings

Jeff typed, sure of all,
from his throne in the great hall
as minstrels mused in the upper stands
and maids fretted their busy hands
to present a meal from a dozen chefs;
this surely must be how lives Jeff –
replete in gold-cloth cloak and crown,
with his soldiers crowding through the town
to collect his share of the nation’s treasure
and to execute serfs for his pleasure,
yes, yes, this must be Jeff’s life
out in his kingdom of Cleveland Heights
Ah, how good that even he
as a grocery clerk, a king may be.

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