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.