A Good Norwegian King
A Good Norwegian King
Once upon a time, there was a man who dress up as
a vibrant king himself, he walked to the fabulous
balcony of his enchanted mansion, he wore many
rings on his fingertips, he actually wearing his good
looking yellowish crown and his reddish cape
around his shoulders, he got his Norwegian smile in
earth, he raise his uproarious arms and hands up so
high enough, the king, he speak his outstanding
words of love and heart and wisdom, he become the
newest ruler of his country, he got the power, he use
his magic touch to his people, he heal them wonderfully
and successfully, the king has a goodhearted mind, but
his love was everywhere in his own land, he came
outside to his people, he actually played his upbeat and
on beat drums, he actually pounded like thunder, he
got his ultimate groove and style, he let his Norwegian
people to dance along peacefully
Written by
Michael James Brindley
6-29-16
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