WHEN YOU ARE KING!
A small smeet lay in the arms of his mother unit on planet irk. She didn't know that her son would become an almighty tallest one day and have her and other parental units terminated and only have cloned smeets. She sat there and hummed a tune, this was one smeet who just would not sleep. She rocked back and forth and hummed on her rocking chair. The small red-eyed smeet kept crying and crying. So she thought
"Why not just sing the tune I'm humming softly it might just work"
"Hey there little Red do you want to hear a song" She cooed softly he just stopped crying to listen and thought "Oh boy mommy sings beautifully!"
"Parting in your hair, it's hardly ever there
Wash your face
Shabby in your dress, always look a mess
Don't you care?
Mummy's there to see you always look your best
Change your dirty vest
When you grow to be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go, people bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
Tore your shirt again, fighting in the rain
With whats-his-name
Shoe-black on your face, you're really a disgrace
Mummy smiles and all the while
Because she loves you
She will worry so
And if you're good you know
That when you grow to be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go, people bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
When you are a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king.
Everywhere you go, people bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king"
She looked down and her smeet was sleeping softly. She put him down in his cradle. She tiptoed out of the room and down to the kitchen.
"So Margaret did you sing him a song tonight to make him sleep finally" Said a red eyed Irken.
"Yeah you know the song Mrs. Johnson sings to her little boy Purple. You know purple right At least you should" Looking at the perplexed look on her husbands face "He's red's best friend"
"Oh right" He said loudly
"Damnit Josh you woke red up again. I'll go do it again" She turned on her heel and left the room to see red. She swooped him up with on arm and sat on the rocking chair and hummed again.
She sighed why was taking care of her little red so hard he was just a smeet and he was always crying. She sang the song again and this time he fell asleep quicker. She softly put him back in the cradle and tip toed out of the room again. She sat down on the chair opposite Josh and started to cry.
"Honey what is" Josh said getting up sitting beside her.
"It shouldn't be this hard" She said crying into his shoulder, "he's always crying and it makes me mad that I can't do anything for him"
"Its ok Like you said he'll grow to be a king" Josh said rubbing her arm softly and kissed her head. She cried some more
"I think I'll go to bed if red wakes up just come get me I know you don't know how to do it so yeah I'll be in bed" she said getting up and walking to their room and flopping on the bed and as soon as her head hit the pillow she was asleep.
End part 1