In a kingdom far away, a young man took the throne
This king was full of hatred; his heart was made of stone
He took over after his father, who betrayed the town,
Leaving his son to attempt to turn it back around.
And so he set out, trying to do his very best,
But the town didn’t trust him; they said he was just like the rest.
So the town tried to rebel and the king grew mad
Until suddenly one day, “enough” was all he had.
He came up with a plan to punish everyone;
He arranged for a feast of four hundred and one.
He would feed them a dinner, then turn on them all,
And when they come close, down they will fall.
So the guests all came, hungry for food,
And the king, hungry for revenge, appeared quite rude
When he got up and left, bringing back his sword,
Demanding to fight a man who looked quite bored.
This began a series of fights between the king and themen
As he chased them through the kitchen and the bedroom and
This labyrinth of a castle made it difficult indeed,
But he quickly killed off twenty of the men who took the
Soon there were men laying all over the floor
But a brave soul stepped ahead to try to settle this once
He fought and fought and tried as best he could
To get rid of the king for once and for good.
Suddenly his wife appeared, silencing the crowd
And the men paused their fight to hear this woman out.
“You don’t have to do this,” she said to the king,
“You don’t have to despise every living thing!”
For a moment, the king stood still as a deer,
Thinking that maybe she was on to something here.
Maybe if he was kind, the others would be kind in return;
Maybe it wasn’t such a difficult thing to learn.
But he realized that this just could not work,
As all he’d ever known was how to be a jerk.
So he continued the sword fight with the husband of the
And chased him through the labyrinth, taking his life.
I wish I could tell you this story would end like the
The cutting of roast beef and his heart growing an inch,
But sometimes the mad ones get their way
As did this king with his anger and dismay.