The Somewhat Silly Great Chain of Being

By Gotbells

This is a story
It may get a little gory
But I don't think
You will see it as boring

A man had a sword
He beheaded his lord
And blood spilled
All over the floor

He put his head
Onto the bed
Then he blamed it on the guards
That's what he said

But interrupting the Great Chain of Being
Ain't as smart as he will soon be seing
For what goes around, comes around
To whomever seems mean

So as I said
He was laying in his bed
He looked up to a head
Of his son standing legs spread

With a sword to cleave his noggin
An apparatus of interrupting the Great Chain of Being

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