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Perhaps it was a blunder. He could be a stubborn mule.
A myriad of actions branded him a fool.
Scarce as they were, his virtues always managed to redeem him.
Some fools with little foresight even seemed to quite esteem him.
Still, a vulture is a vulture, and his dark side always won.
Self-serving minions always saved him when the day was done.
How do these soulless tyrants ever rise to power?
How long before he topples from his golden tower?
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Prompt words today are blunder, scarce, vulture, myriad and mule.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
With fingers crossed and breath held, I hope SOON.
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History is rife with examples. ;(
Even the unbelievably cruel Nero finally died, though he thought he was immortal.
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They eventually do, but after causing a lot of misery. Great poem.
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Not soon enough, I’m afraid. 😡
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Yes. Lots of damage has been done.
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An infuriatingly sad subject
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I know. I am just sick of it. Something’s got to give.
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