NPM.2 - Saturnalia Princeps

We used to trade places with them others yesterday
at least til we woke up the next mornin for work
Used to wear their crowns and call the shots and
roll em like dice in their own shit for a change
For laughs

See, the idea was that we'd fuck up the public works
and all our own complaints
And we kinda did
but the setup there is that
the first day anyone gets the sceptre in their hand
all they feel like doing is partying
So we did

We raided their liquor cabinets to
see what the top shelf tastes like
We rolled filthy in their pristine beds
We ate the meat we raised and
Butchered and
Cleaned and
Carved and
Cured for them and
We got all into their
Little Black Books and Little Black Dresses and
We forgot what it felt like after a few months.

Some dick actually had the balls to call this "Misrule."
The shoe don't fit the other foot.
We lived like Kings but it was just a joke
and most mornings we still can't hear ourselves laughing.

The crown musta gone right over our heads.


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So I guess I inadvertently played a date-appropriate prank on y'all yesterday. Only one post. Whoops. This is the first piece written and posted via my phone. TECHNOLOGY!!!
-andy