My Lineage

This bloodline belongs only to the king
Who rules with love
From up above.
Like plants in spring,
The way he grows
With peace within
And a cute grin.
Like blood and bones
His moods do swing;
But this lineage of kings is ever thin.

This bloodline has never produced one thin,
But those that swing
In blood and bones,
And those who grin
With peace within.
The kid who grows
Like plants in spring.
The king above
Will always love;
My lineage is one preserved for the king.

Younglan Louis