The lightest possible rain
on the coattails of March
as it breezes through the doorway
thinking I best ingest more starch
and stiffen up for the challenge
having been asked to lead
please be careful what you ask for
for I have a fearsome need
to be a benign dictator
hope you laugh to read the words
how I'll spread the word by silence
led by phalanxes of nerds
we'll create it in our own image
and if it looks like a cartoon
consider please the laser beams
reflecting off mirrors on the moon
reflect we can do anything
reflect we have the power
to ascend the heights of history
and make now our own hour
what
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