There was a story of a king,
Who had an incredible dream,
Of finding a lost hidden treasure.
Yet a drastic curse,
Was laid on the universe,
That not the king could measure.
He passed through a passage,
to meet an old friend,
Who'd help him (or so it was told)
He was blessed with a son
Who'd travel straight into the sun,
And rain down on earth as gold.
Beautiful freestyle limerick. I love your sense of rhythm. Title idea?
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