King
Have you ever wished,
that you could be King,
with a huge golden bell,
at your leisure, to ring,
servants lined up at your feet,
feeding you grapes,
and forbidden good eats,
the King of your very own castle,
without worrying bout work,
and all of it's hassels,
A King who is noble and strong,
who gives out golden coins,
even when you've done wrong,
yes, that's who Id'eike to be,
but, yes, it is only in fantasy.
Copyright © Susan Viscione | Year Posted 2010
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