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The Democratic Played
Rigging up scenery for
a heist lit by candles.
Tragedy played for eager Marks,
(nothin' much happens here)
Martyred Men to Regal Thieves
Commoners sing old tunes,
the ones about Freedom
from Tyrants, gold filled Coffers.
Too poor to die, they know the smell:
rottenness of Kings.