Leader

Leader

There he comes!
In regalia fine
On the top of a prancing Hackney
Almost as gaudy as he
The people bow their heads
To their leader in purple and yellow
His silver sword and braided tassels
And perfectly polished saddle
He passes by majestically
Leaving the rest behind
Do they decide their lives
Or does their leader?
Try as you might
You’ll never find out
Until it is too late

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