"The Would Be King Holds Court"
Good ole boys were singing,
Bye bye American pie,
Sing a song of vengeance,
A pocket full of lies,
Five and twenty blackbirds,
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
The birds began to scream,
Now, wasn't that a loaded dish to set
before the would be King?
Justice is not served it is broken.
