The King Who Stole (...The Universe)

Well sittin’ down somewhere alone
Was a king on a tinsel throne
Giant rubies and emeralds in his crown made of gold
Softly whispered secret meanings of their own

He was a great proud king they had said
In his robe of lilac and red
But the mysterious thing about this being who was a king
Was the jewel studded crown on his head

For at one time these stones were not jewels
But planets made of many fools
Who had sold him their Sun
’Cause they thought he was the one
Who had given them all of their rules
(You know who they thought he was)

And when he had paid for their star
He would send it away very far
For now he did own it
And surely would not loan it
To fools who’d disowned it before

And as the worlds froze, the king’s eyes
Delighted at the sight of his prize
For he saw they would make
A considerable take
And he then changed their shape and their size

And he mounted them all in his crown
For they were gems of rarity and renown
And this trick he would play
On a planet every day
Until there were no more to be found

And soon the king was alone (all alone)
He’d made the whole universe his own
With no worlds to compete
His goal now complete
He finally welcomed death to his throne

And did I hear the wind laugh
As the old king’s death came to pass
For this great proud king
Who thought he owned everything
Had overlooked one world, alas