I look at him and know
how ridiculous he is.
I look at how he clowns,
how his words constantly miss.
I look at how he is as much
of a misfit as they come.
I look at how funny he thinks he is,
yet how they think he is so dumb.
I look at it all
with a chuckle under my breath
until a shiver hits me
and a thought that scares me to death:
when they think of me,
when I'm at the helm
is that what I look like,
how I act in my realm?
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