On His Throne

He said off with their heads!

They won't live again or sleep in their beds.

He was so cruel and unkind,

there was a piece missing he couldn't find.

He lived in a sea of blood,

awaiting the coming storm, the flood.

They yelled at the gate,

the king paced knowing his fate.

With a crack and a yell,

the castle was stormed to hell.

The rain came in with hail,

a sharp pain hit as heavy as a whale.

The sea drained him and took him in,

He floated to the bottom with a grin.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A king is murdered by his townspeople.

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