The king's ring is a worm so small,
It's raven black in color.
Its legs are golden yellow and all-
It curls around when in terror.
The king's ring never harms any-
It feeds on bits of plant and stuff,
In placid existence, it shows me
That a simple life is enough.
All Rights Reserved ~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~05.02.14
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