Let me tell you about magic
& How everything happened
Round of applause
Everyone start clapping
The King is coming home
Letโs make this rapid
Clean the castle & prepare a feast
Overjoyed to say the least
Arms open as I reach
To pull him in
& Kiss his peach
The small shape on his face
Gracefully sitting above his beard
I mean
That may sound kind of weird
But if you could hear him
His baritone
Is like a microphone
Which continues to sing my favorite song
Because I know why the caged bird sings
So compelled
I continue to dig in
To his soul
Bringing him in from the cold
Turning a new leaf
Octoberโs very own.
