the man who stole the king's horseA Poem by alan khanmaybe it's a songAll the monarch’s men Numbering in the thousands They rode this b*****d into the sea.
And while he fell from high
For the man who stole the King’s horse Knew only up and down. He never pondered once The weight of the crown. He understood only the wind And the howl it made When he rode on the King’s horse. Oh oh oh He was the dead man who stole the King’s horse.
A man who can't lie And who can't understand why Won't last long in our world. A hero he was not A message mattered not He only wanted to ride that fat
horse Ride it straight into the sea. Oh oh oh
He rode the king's fat horse into the sea. © 2014 alan khan |
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