I WILL NOT bow low to none who deserve it

Crapulous, portly, vacant and privileged
waited on hand and foot.
Brown-nosed by quivering, obsequious serfs
are the overadvantaged.

From affairs clandestine and trysts illicit
spring the bastards, illegitimate
spawn of bastards of brigands and cut throats and whores,
their silver spoons discoloured and tarnished
by lust and by theft and by guile and by wars.

Stouty, spineless, weak-chinned and gouty
are they who were born to over us reign
but I WILL NOT bow low to none who deserve it
Your servant I am not and will so proudly remain.

Clapped in irons or stretched and racked
pierced, blinded, drowned or dehydrated,
hung, drawn and quartered or whatever you might,
with head held high with pride I will die
I WILL NOT bow low to none who deserve it.