The Royal Crown

The Royal Crown In the days of nobel breed A king sought out a nobel deed Through his briars of ivory tower Seeking a claim of further desire Yet through the green moss brigade A solemn vow to raise the dead What was going on inside his head The king then formed a committee For the right to display the royal crown Many who lived in the village square Suddenly drew near out of fear To bask in the vast expanse of the crown It was placed in a case at the theatre of the round The court jester amused the crowd A crowd that loved to see the crown That very day the king made a speech For everyone to come together Then at last he wore the crown There was silence then without a sound The crown royal on on display Everyone began to pray What a turning point for a brand new day