King

If I were King, a butterfly,
walking on a rose,
would fly away and land upon,
a little girl's nose;
Then flap his wings and hop about,
so she could smell the rose.
If only I were King.

If I were King, every female,
would have servants at her call,
waiting on her hand and foot
to get ready for the ball.
If only I was just an ounce of a king.

If I were King, our dads and for-fathers,
would rest on their day off;
or maybe watch a ball game,
or play a round of golf.
If I could only be a King.


If I were King, the teachers,
would each day, be thrilled!
Teaching two dozen little empty heads,
just waiting to be filled.
If Chance were King.


If I were King, every child,
would have a companion of their own,
so they could sit together
and share some ice cream.

If Chance was King, if Chance was only King.