Solomon
He woke up suddenly.
Well, he didn’t really
Woke up
He opened
One eye
And Looked around him.
The room was still dark,
Looking at the window
He could see
A cloudy grayness,
It didn’t look promising
The clock by his bed
Showed 11:00 and as much as
He remembered he had a lot
Of things to attend
And problems that he
Was to solve,
These peasants always
Came up with new
Problems.
Looking left
He saw her young naked body
Moving slowly as she breath
Out of sleep
He didn’t remember her name
But it didn’t matter
Her white ass was ravishing
And inviting
So he decided to stay in
And explore.
Thinking to himself:
It’s good to be the King.