All hail king
The boy was keen once to be a man
As usual ,the other being part unleashes
Gratitude pours down
And wishes unveils the other mere world
Buckets full, in the little ones' strengths
Gave me a smoothly outdoor shower
As good as it sounds,
They cheered and chanted ,for the winds washed off the tremor
And I crossed my fingers that this day be the last when my balls felt breathless
I laid on the toil enduring my own sweet gift
Then the sun took refuge in the horizon and all the cookies came down to me ,from Quest
Then l called it a day.
All hail king.
