The Snowsculpturists

Misconstrued as a

"Miracle," the protestors 

Who, having borne the

Winter van de Dood, 'neath the 

Tyrannical rule

Of Der Letzte Ritter, did

Coordinate their

Creativity, setting

Themselves to sculpt ice

And snow, fashioned in vulgar,

Lewd, and scurrilous

Mockeries, Grotesques, in grim,

Hollow, effigy.

Though Max did not budge,

Through Louis they were lucky,

A thousand écus 

Bestowed on the Bruxellois.

What might be learned 

From this particularly 

Odd tale?  Perhaps that 

Creativity outshined

The typical, go-

To, employ of violence? 

And conceivably, 

Come the 19th century, 

Bulwer-Lytton's play 

Resounded the sentiment 

Which Gandhi and King ran with.