Wherein we solve the mystery of Lorick #22:
past a glass where realitys schism
i am burbling in antagonism
presumed anthropophage,
in a right manxome rage,
lost my head to a neologism
And unveil Lorick #23
See my greatness! It's chiselled in stone
Hear my chariots fight for my throne!
but since poets and bibles
have demeaned me with libels
It's for pride, not for glory, I'm known.