When I’m King

When I’m King

When I’m King

Ilyas

San Francisco • 2018

  • I’ll be staring down at my town
    While wearing my beautiful crown
    Humble will be our game
    Our town will have no shame
    We’ll have nothing sloppy
    I make negative things things not exist
    No homeless on our list
    My queen will rule the land
    With her warm soft hand
    She will impress me like no other
    Time will not be wasted
    I will have my peoples food delicately tasted
    I will  gather fresh water from the river
    And make nice ice that will make people shiver
    Nature will satisfy our needs


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