Old King Gold was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he.
He shone like the sun,
And he told everyone
“I’m the noblest of metals, you’ll agree.”

Old King Gold was a shiny old soul,
And he bragged of his luster with glee.
“I tell you no lies.
I do not oxidize.
And you’ll never find tarnish on me.”

Old King Gold was a heavy old soul,
Yes, a heavy two tons was he.
He said with a groan,
“I can’t move off this throne.
Cause I weigh 19 grams per c.c.”

Based on Old King Cole
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