Obedient Army

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Perpetual guarantee

Submitted: October 06, 2017

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A collaboration between Hullabaloo22 and myself:

 

He was not one for science, no business, was his thing,

but then he heard of something that to his face a smile did bring.

 

He’d have to search and find the one that could do it right,

but if things went as planned there’d be a race of so much might.

 

He had a perfect image of a thing that rhymed with drones,

he’d create an army made entirely of his clones.

 

They’d not need convincing that his thoughts were never wrong,

for they’d share the same brainwaves and be sure to go along.

 

They’d know that he was on the right track, get rid of any hate

when it came to his ideas of how his country could be ‘GREAT!'

 

He knew he was laughed at, by all of the left, and a few on the right,

but a clone army he'd assemble; yes men, it would be such a sight.

 

No one laughs at the king, and lives to tell about it.

Once his clone army was in place, enough of this ridicule shit!

 

It would be in place before anyone suspected, before the next election.

Just like the Russian thing, it would escape detection.

 

Then, he'd establish a perpetual gullible clone race.

The very thought, brought a wicked sneer to his face

 


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