Twenty Nine Pennies Poem by Akhtar Jawad

A king of Great Britain, once asked a few questions,
I don’t know what were his intentions?
I remember only two.
How many stars are there in the sky and what’s my price,
And lo, all the learned fingers were searching the lice,
Your Majesty! There are hundred trillion stars,
You are a bishop but how can I believe,
And what do say about my price,
It’s Twenty Nine pennies if you can believe,
If you don’t believe the number of stars,
Get it checked and counted by someone,
And you must know He was sold in thirty pennies,
You are just one step down to Him.
The Bishop didn't tell a lie,
He was a preacher and he performed his duty,
Nature of answers depend on the nature of questions.