He become and became the
truest king in his
beloved and classical
heart indeed, but he
kept his royalties
comprehend, he got the some
bringer of that joy into
his mysterious path
of happiness and
greatness, he came from the
old legend land, he give
many of antique
healing powers into his
deepest soul, his spirit
flows like the humongous
wind, he give this
forestland to be loved and
honored, he sang
wonderful and echoing
outrageously of love
but comfort, he played his
old wooden and
modern guitar with
strings, he belongs into
the kingdom called of
Paris, France, the man
who called him King Louis,
he smiled like
a young adventurous man in
earth, he fall in
love only first time in
many and decade of
remarkable years ago and
centuries, he cherish
his heart to her forever,
he love her so
Written by
Michael James Brindley
6-20-16
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