A small ditty drawn out in one go, assembled on the laptop, homage to the fabulous revolutionary narrative The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing, Traitor to the Nation, Book I: the Pox Party by M. T. Anderson. A strange, brain-stroker of skewed colonial philosophy milked with equal parts lyric verse and gorgeous diction. Makes one yearn for the good ol', multisyllabic days and obese, rosy-cheeked pale-skinned intellectuals composing writs with much ado.
And it's just the first half.
Highly recommended, my brethren turncoats.