Once upon a time, lived a prince
on his left hand is words of wisdom
and another is a chip of puzzle in pride
with his sword of blues, deep it is strong
he is brave, he is wicked,
he is smart, he is trouble,
but sadly there are untold nightmare
it is buried in the lungs and throat
All the peasants hail on his knees
praise his head and adore his will
but someday...
