Small Enough to Matter

In a town

On a street

In a house

On a sheet

 

Was a box

Like a tree

Into which

Went a key

 

In the box

Was a thing

And below

Lived a king

 

And the king

was in love

With the thing

From above

 

He would sit

All alone

On his tiny

Little throne

 

But one day

He was told

The thing above

Fancies gold

 

To the forest

Ran the king

To find

A golden ring

 

In the forest

was a stone

And on top

There it shown

 

Shining in the sun

He ran to the ring

At last! At last!

Shouted the king

 

And with the ring

Ran the king 

Back to the thing

In the box 

Like a tree

On the sheet

In the house

On the street

In the town

Where the thing

and the king

Got married

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