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Till-erson is not my guy
And I will tell you why
“Till” refused to adore me
Till I'm free to rule like Xi
Till I end democracy
Till everything is just for me
Then when I'm seen as divine
And you all lay supine
On the floor there before me
I'll take that as a win
And tell you with a grin
The world is mine, mine, mine