Prophet

Incant to me your stately grace
A promise made with loves embrace
For all to hear upon their ears
I love you 'til the end of years
Tell me this, fulfill my desire
Praise me raise me up still higher
I sit upon the throne, you bow.
I am the GOD, you will avow

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.