Superiors roam and peasants domed,
These long winding savage old road.
Superiors cloacked with silver and gold,
While peasants, of dirt and oil were coat.
Pork, beef, poultry, wine, and cheese were staple,
Peas, rice and even grub were palatable.
Meat munched by barbaric ginormous mouths,
And grains to feed the grumbling stomach and lips that pout.
Powerful, unbeatable, heavenly described by all,
Chins ate up, walking straightly proud and tall,
Down the mud, little people helplessly crawl.
Tears, sweat and even blood were shed,
In God they mercifully pray and remediabity beg.
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