Blubber of the Esteem

There once was a fat king
Obese in his justice
Always to the peasants uncaring
So much so, if he were to die, he would not be missed

One day he awoke in a sweat
His castle had been set aflame! And angry mob!
His flab was melting, dripping to the floor wet
And the villagers stormed the castle, accomplished in their job

The town was alive in candlelight that night
Oil prepared from the blubber of the highest esteem
They had won their grandest fight
So be careful, if your shirt is bursting at the seams