Accession Poem by Aaron Marchant
Accession
On golden pedestal she lies
raised to monarch by mine eyes
What dream inspired such piety
for this ephemeral deity?
The spell was cast when I alone
bejeweled the crown, gilded the throne
And singular, my approbation
summoned in her coronation
Now, at her court, I'm sought no more
discarded like an apple core
Yet she in time, may come to see
not all her subjects love as me
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