I See They See I See
With I’s half shut
They ran amok
The king was on his way.
He’d be here any day!
The walls weren’t high enough.
Their gold wouldn’t meet their bluff.
We love you!
They would say.
And maybe king would slay
Only half of them
They would gladly bend
A knee or ear
With king right here
They’d start back at the end again.