The Kings's Older Son Rages In Jealousy
But Avarice's brother Chrysalis won't dance
He sits there, lips pouting all huffly-pantzed,
βHey daddy-King - I'm as nice as can be-
But when did you throw a big meat-feast for ME?
I worked, toiled, slaved, travailed busted my buttocks
While twirpy Prince Greed spent your loot like a dumb-ox!
