24 June 2026
Pharaoh
Of the Great House
Was an unwilling replay
In a pyramid scheme
Seven years
Dreaming of fat cows
Time and again
The skinny was
His dreams were growing thin
And for once
The fates worried him
There was no Ra Ra
In the nightly screams
Walking the steps
In his pyramid dreams
It surely went against the grain
Of his noble soul
When nightly--- destiny
Walked past the royal guards
To stalk Pharaoh's divine oracles
Seven plump heads of grain
Growing on a single stem
In the first Egypt Weight Watchers
Pharaoh spoke in the meeting
There came seven thin,
Khamsin heads of grain
Killed by a dry diet plan
The wise men of Egypt
Scribes of the House of Life
Said Pharaoh, our Living Horus
Even Holy Anubis
Master of Secrets
Steps away from this darkness
There is no Ra Ra
In his nightly screams
Walking the steps
In your pyramid dreams
Pharaoh said
Royal Cup-bearer
I need this poison cup to pass
From my throne of pain
Before I dream again ....
Holy Pharaoh
I have something to share
I know of a good man
In dungeons where
There is no Ra Ra
In the nightly screams
He talks with The God
Of pyramid dreams
Pharaoh
Of the Great House
... his name is ...
© 2026 John Osinga. All rights reserved. St. Thomas, Ontario, Canada.
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Sacred Folk — Narrative — Folk — Mood — Intense — Defiant — Playful