A foul wind
Doth stir
Stern to bow
Upon the once fertile lands
Of the noble peasantry
The King
To be Emperor
Hath fashioned his vaunted hegemony
The New Free Market Frankenstein
Neo-Nazi Society!
Onto all present via tariff decree
No more!
Shalt bartering be left wantonly
To cooperating parties
Nay!
Henceforth
Fortwith
Err! Right way!
Radical insolence
Will be brought to its knees!
Be Best be subject
Of his royal decree!
Imagine having the peasants
Controlling production
On the domestic output creation
Of grains
Fruits
Vegetables
Meats
Soybeans
All things!
A pox tariff tax be on you
And your families
Farmers take the dole
On standby
To the toilers
Marine icily
To neo-Gestapo police
Get the plebes!
Rising Fascism!
Not a plan
Fledgling Democracy schism?
To be or not to be
Quoteth the most noblest Shakespeare
Just in time for Halloween!