No! I wasn't there; I swear!
I am Apollo; god of the sun, light,
And caribbean, rum!
Why accusing me? Ok! I admit it, I bring-
ill-health, and plague...Swear, I payed!
But, I didn't kill, my father; Zeus!
You got me wrong; I heard about this-
Look for him; he wants my place,
My flocks, my history...glory! glory!
I'm the patron of herds
And flocks...he wears, no socks!
The great Apollo; I am!
Not a simple man...Venus, damn!
God of music and poetry,
Better, take me, seriously; wrath-
Will be, upon you all,
Python, raven; rats-well-shaven,
I swear; I am, Apollo; and you, Imbroglio,
You'll be eating,
Rice with-pollo; cause, I am Apollo.
By: Juli Monat
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