Strutting secretly by my side
in his thick
licorice coat, King had been a most
loyal friend.
But, when summer sang, he
abandoned me at
last—or, was it I who had
abandoned him?
Strutting secretly by my side
in his thick
licorice coat, King had been a most
loyal friend.
But, when summer sang, he
abandoned me at
last—or, was it I who had
abandoned him?
sundry folly 