I am King Midas,

I am greedy,

I lost my little darling,

Let me tell you my story.

I am rich,

But I wanted more gold,

I met a man,

A man that was old,

He granted my wish,

With his magic wand,

He touched my hand

And told:

“Now everything you touch
will turn into gold.”

I got back home,

I was very happy,

As everything I touched,

Gold they would turn to be.

But I couldn’t eat,

The food became gold,

So I called my little darling,

She touched my hand!

She turned into gold!

I hate myself for being greedy,

I lost my little darling,

This is my story.