Hail himself

It’s only a matter of time before the emperor goes mad.
They all do eventually.
Is it too much mercury in the wine?
Maybe. Or maybe it’s just bad genes.
Making their horse a senator, dressing up as gods. Kooky.
Which makes the current emperor tame by comparison.
Okay, so he celebrates his birthday every day and expects everyone to bring him presents.
And putting them all in a pile and burning them?
Yeah, that’s a bit much.
So, are we ready to stab him?
Fine. You lure him into the cellars, and I’ll get some guys together with knives.