Deny, Defend, Depose!
Laugh and cheer echo throughout the realm.
Everyone from every side is hand in hand in a celebration so overwhelm
In the wake of the disposal
Of an ugly, disgusting monster loathed so universal.
A lone assassin traversed the night to fight evils,
In his hand a lethal device containing 9 mm sleeping pills
To be gifted to the greedy demon pig walked on the sidewalk,
Who would soon be surrounded by the constabulary's chalk.
Playing god on insurance health,
Wretched entity in charge of the common folks' life and death.
The capitalist demon pig feasted on the people's suffering,
Laughing horrendously while saving and investing.
Amassing fortune off people's misfortune,
The corrupt institution had the public's anger cocooned.
Flowers are wilting and dying in all parts of nation,
While the rust keeps spreading throughout the population.
The demon boss pig laughed, laughed, and laughed,
Bathing himself in people's tears on greed's behalf.
His wheel of crime would soon cease to turn, though,
In the arrival of a butterfly emerged out of the cocoon—a common folks' hero.
Now the pig is six feet under the dark, cold ground,
Though his death is nothing compared to the people he'd downed
For he was spared of pain and torment,
And he felt no misery not a single moment.
He who delayed paying the customers' insurance claims,
Who denied in whole or in part said claims,
And who defended his own wickedness
Is now reduced to mere nothingness
In the hands of the angel who realized the public's sincere wish
To deny the devil any more privilege to exist.
Though one covetous villain has been deposed,
Many more are still causing woes.
But the capitalist ruling class are now shivering in terror
For the assassin is feared to be a trendsetter
Who would inspire many more heroes
To arise and stop their dirty blood flow.
And may the brave soldier who has stood up
For the people knows that he is loved
And be safe and sound in his retreat.
And let his mighty feat
Be a haunting nightmare for the filthy capitalist elites!
***
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Laugh and cheer echo throughout the realm.
Everyone from every side is hand in hand in a celebration so overwhelm
In the wake of the disposal
Of an ugly, disgusting monster loathed so universal.
A lone assassin traversed the night to fight evils,
In his hand a lethal device containing 9 mm sleeping pills
To be gifted to the greedy demon pig walked on the sidewalk,
Who would soon be surrounded by the constabulary's chalk.
Playing god on insurance health,
Wretched entity in charge of the common folks' life and death.
The capitalist demon pig feasted on the people's suffering,
Laughing horrendously while saving and investing.
Amassing fortune off people's misfortune,
The corrupt institution had the public's anger cocooned.
Flowers are wilting and dying in all parts of nation,
While the rust keeps spreading throughout the population.
The demon boss pig laughed, laughed, and laughed,
Bathing himself in people's tears on greed's behalf.
His wheel of crime would soon cease to turn, though,
In the arrival of a butterfly emerged out of the cocoon—a common folks' hero.
Now the pig is six feet under the dark, cold ground,
Though his death is nothing compared to the people he'd downed
For he was spared of pain and torment,
And he felt no misery not a single moment.
He who delayed paying the customers' insurance claims,
Who denied in whole or in part said claims,
And who defended his own wickedness
Is now reduced to mere nothingness
In the hands of the angel who realized the public's sincere wish
To deny the devil any more privilege to exist.
Though one covetous villain has been deposed,
Many more are still causing woes.
But the capitalist ruling class are now shivering in terror
For the assassin is feared to be a trendsetter
Who would inspire many more heroes
To arise and stop their dirty blood flow.
And may the brave soldier who has stood up
For the people knows that he is loved
And be safe and sound in his retreat.
And let his mighty feat
Be a haunting nightmare for the filthy capitalist elites!
***
(Check comment for context of this poem).