When you were high, occupying the throne,
I was down, looking at you with a kind of emotion,
Sitting on the rickety chair, you had started to blabber,
As the drunkard after the celebration of stupor.
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A great write on how persuasive that one person could be. Your last stanza is a good caution, but you are there...you can swim. I enjoyed the poem. Great write.