the statesman

the statesman died,
and by his side,
friend and foe had gathered.
to eulogise, to sermonise, to idolise,
to lionise, their dear departed friend.

the public were enraptured,
their very hearts were captured,
at the grieving of the statesman,
their dear departed friend.

the funeral, it was glorious.
the singing so sonorous.
the tributes paid were marvelous.
to the dear departed friend.

but after he was laid to rest
a different picture grew.
of a tyrant and a villain,
and a womaniser too.

the public were furious.
annoyed but very curious.
at the lecherous behavior,
of their dear departed friend.

the harlot was uncovered.
though she wasn’t very bothered.
at the infamy and indignity,
of her dear departed friend.

she said it was outrageous.
that a man so courageous.
and in bed so prodigious,
could ever be a fiend.

the public mood was sated.
the anger now abated.
though the legend of his manhood,
would only grow and grow.

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