Poem #1

He Who Must Not Be Named wants to be the king who rules everything

But he seems to be in need of eggs and requested these thing

Adopted a joker that likes to swing the chainsaw to cut off some things 

That one owns driving machines that loses some dings

Poem #2

The Dead Horse Corporation

They found the horse long cold and still,

But wrote a plan — “revive at will!”

A task force formed, a budget grew,

“More whips! More charts! That’s what we’ll do!”

The boss declared with gleaming pride,

“Our metrics show it almost tried!”

Then HR chimed, “It’s not yet dead,

It’s living-challenged — push ahead!”

Consultants came with PowerPoint,

Explaining rigor, jargon, joint —

They billed per hour, smiled, and said,

“The trick is riding while it’s dead.”

And when at last the beast was dust,

Promoted bones — “In Whip We Trust!”

For in this firm, the rule holds true:

When logic fails — just form a crew.

Poem #3

Mission to Mars

some guy is building a starship

will bring the best of us to Mars

secure the human future

stop sitting on the arse

I´d like to see juicy action

riding the ship

the guys striking their egos

practicing the whip

Wladimir plays Tsar

Donald plays King

Xi is above all

Elon pays for the ding

On Mars they will reside

on their private estates

shaping the future

defying the fate

All is not lost

since the best guys are gone

the regular people

will come out quite strong

Moral: 

send the best of all away

so far it can get

some pissing their pants

no one regrets