poet of empire

IT IS

 the right time, the timex time. IT IS  high time and about time. hooray for the poet of empire!  prayer of post conquest squash and thank filled feast is sung, songs of control of control by clogs  with knicks, dressed to kill.  hooray! the POET of empire marc hark and hail marc so mark marc poet of empire songster of might,right and plight- begins at harvard the collateral feast;

 
IT IS

Halloween 2007 at the global thought center where vice controls squeeze

NOT FAR THE STATUE  of  a marblized hero speaks

empty mist glazed night but lit streets round Cambridge green on top hotel commander; Neon radiated, reverberating comes the voice. "I control 4 beds, 4 comforters{2old style needle stiched quilts}
[2 new style filled by chinamade german inspired machined filiment] these for warmth." again proclaims
"I possess 2 keys, 1 [old style cut metal hung from a chain of minature steelballs], 1 {plastic programmed slipcard}-recoded. for entry!"
the voice is accompanied by drum and song.
rratatattat rratatattat rratatattat rratatattat drum drilled muzzeled
OAKized ratatattat
POTATOEized ratatattat
FREEDOMized ratatattat
swisssh , slishsh --mmm-- hisss

hail liberty fish! hail liberty fish! hail liberty fish!

at ease in east, a shinning eye west, gleaning opportunists marched
chopchop, chopchop, heave ho "formation"
Lines of ten--millions deep. from the green
Washington takes command.