Crown The King With Carrot Tops

Crown the king with carrot tops,
Dress him in sateen,
Give him lots of licorice drops,
With suckers in between.

For he’s a king with lots of power
And awful, awful fierce,
He kills a pirate every hour
And washes in his tears.

He rides a charger ten feet high,
A dashing, dappled gray;
Has ginger pop and lemon pie
For breakfast every day.

So get a royal canopy,
The finest ever seen,
And whiskers for his majesty,
And tresses for the queen.

Leroy F. Jackson