NECROPOLIS

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On this dusty tomb

A man once stood

Manifesto in hand

with outstretched arms.

The people believed him

Once voted into power,

he clung so tightly

like a leech on a naked body.

But one day,

he had a drink too many

His entire being rigormortised

It was then that

the necropolis became his home;

his story however remains untold

and his possessions, willed to Davy Jones.

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