The King
lillihop
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The imaginary king lay dying
In his imaginary bed
So he gathered his family around him
And so the
wise man said....
To Jeb, my youngest quick to race
I will leave you these.
For I struck an accord with a dancing lord
Who kindly lent me his keys.
To Sal, no finer maker of lace
I will you leave you twice.
For in a game of chance with a noble's lance
I won two frozen dice.
To Ide, my eldest twice of face
I will leave you this
For I stole a shell from a humming birds well
A hollow egg for a kiss
And to Daf, your palm and your staff
I wont leave a thing
For at your side I will always reside
After all you made me a king!
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