help me escape the doggerel!

[surei]

I've no use for a king
Who's confined to his throne
Who just finds a small place
Where he sits all alone

I've no use for a king
Who abandons his ties
And assumes all his courtiers
Tell really long lies

I've no use for a king
Who just marches about
And then fines a small tailor
For 'being a lout'

I've no use for a king
Who makes plans in his brain
And then throws them all out
Just to make them again

... (et cetera ad nauseum)

That's a king, you might say
Who's just nodding his head
Without stopping to think:
Who's alive? And who's dead?

...

Yeah, I got ambushed by a Seussian poet muse today.