the king of Lowertown Kids Hoodie

In the quiet stillness of the morning, I happened upon him, the king, or so he said. Although impressed, i downplayed it and kept shooting While he spun his throne of thread. The wonderment of this landscape was interrupted, My curiosity crept. This land is so vast and he so small. His statement I could not accept. I found him again in his dew spotted castle Amongst prairie grass and weed. Beside him I sat. He stopped and he said, "Might there be something you need?" Before a response, I studied him. His air of power and strength. From his hairy abdomen to his skull tattoo. No more than a fingernail's length. Dumbfounded by his self repute, No trace of reasonable doubt, I slowly stood up and gave h...