The complacent king
Moves on the road without dress
The boy then reacts:
"Oh king, your invisible
Dress has a visible crease"
To his sycophants
King orders to find the crease;
Flattery falls flat,
They declare: "king is naked"
Politricks takes a new turn
(Syllables: 5-7-5-7-7 (2 segments)
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