I met a king once,
He looked majestic,
As told in tales.
He neither had a throne,
Nor a crown.
Yet he was the King,
You wish you’ve seen.
Bold and beautiful,
Fearsome yet caring.
Now I see him everyday.
All I have to do,
Is to look in the mirror.
There he stands,
The king that was born to rule.
All I have to do, Is to look in the mirror
This has to be my fav line !!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thank you so much, I am glad you enjoyed it.
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Good work, king of kings.
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Thank you.
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Its fantastic..
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Thank you🙂
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The best post I read this year.
I love how at the end of every poem, you give a sudden twist, changing the complete meaning.
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Thank you so much.
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😉
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I love this!
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Thank you 🙂
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