Michael Jackson, you are the King of Pop,
who outstanded the kings of hip hop.
Everyone in this world cried,
when you last sighed.
You died in the month of June,
in memory, we'll always dance to your tune.
Good bye MJ and rest in peace
we'll neither forget you nor Ronan Keats.
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