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She ex cathedra speaks from silk
the doctrines of malcultured milk.
The sheep, the goats, the yeas, the nays
demetered out and kept in phase
with moments’ moods that contradict
the fickleness of past edict.
She wonders why when throne absent
the bulls proliferate unsent
to vassals who worn down of pain
desire instead their keeps to gain.