Predatorus Rex

He walked in something like glory
Around this campus, royalty;
Before those damned do-gooders came
With their talk of research “irregularities”
And power abusing debauchery

He, a poet, is beyond their morals
He, a scholar, knows more than the data shows
And as for those silly girls
He is sure that, in spite of what they say now,
They all loved it

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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