Tiredness is a king,
Who but rules for a night
Then is vanquished by the rising sun.
Happiness is a prince,
Who may rule a little longer
If he is treated right.
Greed is a monster,
That rears its ugly head
And grabs for material gain,
But Love is the Emperor,
Ruler of all he surveys
And covers a multitude of errors!
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