The Man The King Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

Into the King' s lair he goes to practice
His Tai Chi.
As he hones his skill he knows that when
He returns he will be a man most POWERFUL.
They shall call him your highness.
He replys with a QUICK QUIP OF A QUIZ,
'Do you remember me? '

He cheers the crowd hoisting his SCEPTURE
Into the air above his head.
'I am your BELOVE.' He roars.
The crowd revels and chants 'Your
HIGHNESS.'
Adorably with affection.
Now, approaching his THRONE with the
POSTURE OF A KING.