The king had a parade
To celebrate his new look.
He had been so staid
His closet, a medieval nook.
He had the top tailor make haste
To update his taste.
Now he’s so cavalier
With 10 carats in his ear.
But the tailor had lied
The clothes were clear
(except the boxers, oh dear!)
Now by the king’s sanction, the tailor has died.
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