They went to see the King. <br /> <br />The King's resplendent robe <br />they all glorified <br /> <br />but in hushed whispers were heard <br /> <br />There's no robe <br />The King is naked <br /> <br />but nagged them doubts <br />surely their eyes were lying <br />or the royal attire was too fine <br />for naked eyes <br /> <br />what they saw <br />shouldn't be seen. <br /> <br />It's then a child <br />before the King boldly stood <br />and upon his face said <br /> <br />You are nude.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-world-is-not-in-ruins/
