.[Verse 1]
So the mirror poets lap
From the serpent's ruptured wrath
They finger at the monarch
With the reproduction blush
[Verse 2]
Oh but I can hardly see them
With their saintly diadem
I implore my preservation
Deep inside the empty husk
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