Ol King Kole was a happy old soul and a happy old soul was he. He would jump and sing and shake that thing and listen to the buzzing bees.
He ran down the lane in the pouring rain and said hello to you. He would skip and hop and pass your shop and you wouldn’t know what to do.
Ol King Kole liked to roll around town and look for friends and foes. He would go real far without a truck or a car and he had no arms or toes.
Ol King, Ol King Kole, Ol King Kole was he. Ol King, Ol King Kole, happy as he could be.
see you soon,
Kyle BlackCatTips Brooks