Empire Building Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Empire Building



I'm building an empire.
One, maybe two.
First one for me,
then one for you.

Will life be bliss?
That's not our bus.
The empire we seek,
is running from us.

We're going in the smart way,
through the back door,
the front one also,
and maybe the floor.

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