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BECAME KING
Let me tell you about the day,
when I opened my eyes to the way.
That was the day I became king,
for that was a day you became a queen.
For a way not to get burned,
was that day I learned,
To be the man,
I had to understand.
That I should take the advice,
you should always be nice.
To your woman, for she is your queen,
now that is (if) you want to be her king.
Now, you know,
your kindness must show.
For if you want to hold a dream,
to the queen never be mean.
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BECAME KING
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