The No-Par King

(or…)

The Pauperless Prince of Nowhere’sland

(poem)

Written by Bennie Castle 

The Pauperless prince, disposing of his ‘Pauper’,

(The heir, the true prince indeed,)

one year’s time since the deeds of Face Fake & the Men out Yonder…

Sat down on a patch of grass, then pondered…

‘Aways To Costinople, an ode and creed to Justinian, made by the man named Fake Face!’

…..

Once there, 

played he the part of Pauper, (since the title of ‘prince’ suited Life no longer… )

‘MERCY, oh much mercy indeed! it is a measly Pauper with no prince’

Words ushered by City Folk alike!

there reached he, Costinpole, a land not named or tamed by anyone, so it was called, ‘Nowhere’sland’

[NoMan’sland to the folk of east and west, then again, they were never able to reach it, and ‘some man’ HAD to live within it… arguably, becoming ‘Nowhere’sland]

 The Pauperless prince, equipped with the goods of the true heir, declared there to make such a thing

dubbed the ‘Penny Far-Thing’

thinking…

“Plenty far brings me my new invention, 

Since the man named ‘Fake Face’

has fulfilled his intentions…

Yet, I,

the Pauperless prince, 

can craft

Things too, like my ‘Penny Far-Thing!’”

..

and at the mention of  the reign of the man named Fake Face,

‘with haste!’

shouted he,

into the new Costinople of Nowhere’sland!

and their stayed he,

lived and built contraptions as the reimbursed Pauper…

who,

after the death of the man named, ‘Fake Face,’

[May his sword and gun and shield lay rest, In the name of Judas Christ]

Would become…

“the No-Par King  of Nowhere’sland.”