Once upon a time in a fictitious land;
A time in the time of fairy tales.
There lived a pretty wealthy fellow;
Perhaps the wealthiest of his kind,
And his quite arrogant and over pampered son;
Whose abode was in the countryside Inn.
The son was a whizzkid in unorthodox acts.
He was as well a meister in whoring.
Parent forced to pander to his every whim,
It was always nothing but immense whinge.
The arrogance and pride continued to augment.
The fellow was found fidgeting having a lot of diatribes.
Until shame and pride could not hold still the lips:
"Thou over pampered and wholly arrogant son,
He that facilitates nothing but resentment,
That brings nothing but gloom and melancholy.
Do thou ever have a qualm, dread, misgiving or Weariness?
I am not even thy father.
The son whimpered
And the worst began.