He once was a king
\nIn a jungle green
\nA handsome soul
\nIn a vital scene
\nOf Africa and the waters edge
\nWhere old age came
\nSo they allege<\/p>\n
Take it from me
\nI was old its true
\nFeeling tired
\nUs old folks do
\nNeglected somewhat
\nIn this zoo
\nA dirty pond
\nI know its true<\/p>\n
In China yes so far away
\nFrom Africa
\nAnd on this day
\nMy old bones creaking
\nMy ticker weak
\nI reached the pool
\nFar from my peak<\/p>\n
Alone in life
\nNothing to do
\nIts awful stuck here
\nIn a zoo
\nNo friends to chat with
\nThe air is grim
\nShattered really and tired of limb<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes
\nI said good bye
\nTo those I loved
\nAnd with a sigh
\nOnce a king
\nBut now for sure
\nMotionless
\nFor evermore<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
He once was a king In a jungle green A handsome soul In a vital scene Of Africa and the waters edge Where old age came So they allege Take it from me I was old its true Feeling tired … Continue reading