King of Kensington
One percent of people are the king Of Kensington.
The rest think that it's easy but they live in Leamington.
How could all be happy there for all they have to live
and think about the one percent who make it and who give?
I'm the King Of Kensington.
A man who lives as civil.
I'll ask you how your day was
and assure you nothing frivol.
I know the walk around the town
and carry you around.
And if I know your troubles
I'll listen more profound.
I walk this world with others
and keep my head held high.
There'll never be another
and you can count on I.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2014
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