“King Woof”
Once upon a time, a tiny king ruled the giants.
Sometime in the afternoon He got stepped on.
Three paladins picked Him up and fed lots of dog food.
Your ancient king licked His paw and gave His parrot a book.
After the parrot talked to the paladins, they took Him on a walk.
Your Royal Highness had the ball and dug up Astrology grades.
Before you knew it, Our King could bark out orders!
All giants to the morrow would hate His guts when It laid in an Irish grave.
Maybe school was out of session then for those cleaning masters?
Anyways, the royal leader was cute to perfection until Death came.
Let me just tell you this- His name was not my word.
Sometime in the afternoon He got stepped on.
Three paladins picked Him up and fed lots of dog food.
Your ancient king licked His paw and gave His parrot a book.
After the parrot talked to the paladins, they took Him on a walk.
Your Royal Highness had the ball and dug up Astrology grades.
Before you knew it, Our King could bark out orders!
All giants to the morrow would hate His guts when It laid in an Irish grave.
Maybe school was out of session then for those cleaning masters?
Anyways, the royal leader was cute to perfection until Death came.
Let me just tell you this- His name was not my word.
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