Mad kings are sly Devils,
and like math homework,
they're hard to get rid of.
Like ex-boyfriends they
waltz the line of patience
with dawdling acknowledgements
and sluggish departures.
You find yourself the airline
agent, "Sorry sir, your departure
is booked and ticket printed -
please proceed to the gate."
The last verse is so imaginative.
As usual nice satirical stuff. Well done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Haha! Reminds me of a former President...