King

The sun was shining on King street west
Then the cloud got heavy and the light became less
Queen Street which runs parallel to King intersected
My eyes refocused my mind reopened
Well there tall and pale and oh so dull
So i'll run and i'll hide but theyre already there
And its only fair since i've been chosen
This is the price to be King for a day


-- Ben

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