The Rock King

The Rock King sings a song a day
He shines in the blazing sun’s ray
It will make hearts race.

Some say he has a mystic pick
That gives life to his thumb’s lick
Overwhelmed by grace.

The guitar strums a loyal tune
Piercing air under the moon
A glowing face.

He wields his mike as a sword
With powered voice as all’s reward
Invulnerable ace.

His skill is compared to a God
Immortalized through a laud
Matched only by the bass.

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