Ah! Those "Royal?-Elites?"! Hmm!

 

Piper/Piker?

 

Proud Piper pronounce, “My gold doeth mankind-rule!”

Pleased Piker profess, “No law obeyed, is my news, Fool!”

 

My fortune stole by such small-lie

Sweet freedom-profit, my spirit-fly

 

All so love me, even wife seven

-I love the Almighty reign in-heaven

 

Mansion mountain reflect in private-lake

Warm shack-creek side for my home sake

 

Silk three-piece suit fit tailor-made

Virtue reward from toil with spade

 

Nose high declare deserves royal-elite air

Re-sew tight seams, accommodate derriere

 

Above the lesser, I self-proclaim

Alone the leper in abject-distain

 

When ’ere I speak, men best close-listen

Erudite-words aplenty, all content-missin’

 

  “E”-go in fancy chauffeured-car to private-jet

Respect have I for “Scoundrel”, my dog-pet

 

I made it, self-worth is in the “B’s”

Self-portrait mirrors is all he sees

 

Where be the shoes? Socks mismatched

Best laid plans can be so rotten-hatched

 

Proudly admit I’m great and do better live

Humble pray! Dear Lord! My sins forgive

 

Amen!