POEM: The Emperor's New Clothes

The emperor decides to update his wardrobe.
He hires two tailors for the job.
Apparently, they are the best tailors in the kingdom.
Everybody raves about them.
The tailors arrive at the palace.
Work starts with no delay.
But there is a catch.
Only the worthy can wear the magnificent robes created by the skillful tailors.
If you are unworthy, it will not fit.
Work in progress.
The council comes to see how it goes.
But every time a courtier checks on the tailors,
They squirm uncomfortably in the shop.
What is going on here?
Am I seeing things?
Do my eyes deceive me?
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