Once upon a time in Dumpsterville town, There lived a king who wore a raggedy crown. He wandered the streets, a vagrant king, With tattered clothes and not much bling.

He scoured the streets for scraps to eat, And gave his own shoes to those without feet. He slept in alleyways and under a bridge, And on the rare occasion he slept in a broken fridge.

The king of Dumpsterville may not have riches, But had a collection of exotic itches. So Dumpsterville became a better place, And the king had a shit eating grin on his face.

And though he never wore a fancy crown, The king of Dumpsterville was the talk of the town. For he taught the people that kindness rules, As he sits in a drug fuelled haze… and drools.