Buddy sure needed a break.
Not just a rest
He needed that…
He needed that break that comes
In the middle of the night.
In the nick of time.
Shines a big ol light
On gold that blinds the blind.
And opens up a mind
To something they will find
Where they aren’t looking.
The books are cooking
Books that a food king
Could preach all day!
He’d voice his way
In such a way
He’d cut his stay.
To no dismay…
And whence he leaves
His audience heaves
A sigh of relief!
For this, they need
The king to leave…
A break, indeed.
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