I heard the people heralding him,
He’s back again, and here to stay,
And here to rule another day.
He’s short of stature, small of mind,
Big on jewelry of one kind.
He wears the jewel wherever he goes,
To keep his guards on their toes.
He thinks its cool that he should show,
That he’s the King, so people know.
In case they think he’s not the King,
And try to stop him going in.
He says it often, you will see,
“I am the King, long live me!”