A Good King Never Eats the Serfs

Grandson discovered a magical land called, "under the bed". Unearthing a tin of jingling coins. I told him: "The Big one is the king; all the rest are serfs". He looked at me baby baffled, then let out a baby burp... Without warning, he tried popping a serf into his mouth. I pried it from his tiny mitt, and he cried. so, I soothed him with a little lullaby.. ~Little king-little king always love the serfs. A good king would never eat the serfs. ~