Alphonso Rex who died in RomeWas quite a fistful as a kid;For when I visited his home,That gorgeous palace in Madrid,The grinning guide-chap showed me whereHe rode his bronco up the stair.That stairway grand of marbled might,The most majestic in the land,In statured splendour, flight on flight,He urged his steed with whip in hand.No lackey could restrain him forHe gained the gilded corridor.He
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