In dark corners where suggestions
Harbour stealthy indications
In a pot of planned malevolence
Based on mindless implications
They brewed a mix of venom sluice
In a vat of bitter paste
And so, reduced the Emperor
With enjoyment interlaced
Many rumours on the grapevine
Foretold a vintage tale
Proclaiming how the end was nigh
By vitiation of grand ale
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