Once upon a time, a king saw fit <br />to send this proclamation through the land: <br />'I am I, you vassals aren't worth shit — <br />that's how it is, so kiss my royal hand! <br />I'll have you as I want you, straight or bent, <br />or sell you off in lots, so much a pair, <br />and if I have you hanged, it's only fair — <br />you never owned your lives, you only rent. <br /> <br /> <br />Shut up and bow — there isn't any hope <br />I'd listen to some turkey-brain like you <br />unless he's Emperor, or King, or Pope.' <br />And then he had his hangman take a poll <br />to see how folks reacted, on the whole. <br />And all the people said, It's true, It's true.<br /><br />Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/once-upon-a-time-125/
