There was a young Spanish
man, he dress up his fascinating
outfit of his, he rule the
whole entire kingdom by his own
gifted heart and wisdom,
he actually save the whole world of
his bare naked hands
together, he honored his love in his own
path, he got the true hero
smile of his pale young face, by night
he goes to the mysterious
bar, he kick his classy feet up nicely
and relaxed at the bar, he
fell asleep so kind and warmth, when
he went out to the bar
himself, he came outside, he saw and see
of his brightest eyes to
the cartoon world of all and mankind, he
traveled so far, he grab
his sword was nice and shinny, he got
his own tricks together,
he was happy like a horse, he smell the
cartoon wind as golden
breeze, his eyes were open so bright
and young like a starlight
stars straight through, when he wake
up at the bar, he was so
happy enough, he dance on his own
crazy feet on the dance
floor outrageously, The End
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-24-15
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