Bored King

The crowd the next day gave The King so much love.
The kingdom won their first victory and his mom and godmother gave him a hug.
A parade was given for the King and everyone one shouted HAIL THE KING!!!
I was shining more then a jewelry's bling.
My crown feels like i am wearing two heads.
My bed is the size of two king's size beds.
I barly sleep that's why some times when i have to judge petty stupid thing people do I fall asleep in my throne  chair.
I need a vacation i am ready to pull out my hair.
I  never thought this job would make me feel like a social worker.
Being Da King could make you become a smoker.
You never know my attitude,by all means.
Like I almost had my chef executed cause he tried to serve me pork and beans.
I feel like I am a slave to myself.
Some of my people seem like they can't do anything without my help.
I picked up weird habits like siting in my throne chair using servants as foot stool.
 From looking from the outside in, yea it does look like The KING'S life is real cool.
When i do dream it's about torture and crowd cheers.
Lazy i have gotten ,getting a piggy back ride ,instead of walking the stairs.
This is just another day of me being a bored King.