It's Good to be the King
The kings of old, the kings of new,
the highest of all classes
took full advantage of their subjects,
expecially the lasses
he liked to carress their *******,
and grab their fine tight *****
his bedroom was never empty,
for he gave out many passes
he bade them "you must give me more",
he made their poor hearts quiver
he stripped them of their lovely gowns,
and in the cold they shiver
when one would, complain out loud,
do you take me like chopped liver
his knife he would pull, from his belt,
and from her ear he'd cut a sliver
don't give me ,none of your lip,
except upon my large ding
and after you, have pleased me well,
get off you knees and sing
"oh my lord, you are so good",
"you have the largest thing"
ah yes young maiden, you are correct,
it's good to be the King
Gomer LePoet...
concept from the Mel Brooks movie "history of the world'"