A very old poem for modern times.

This is the Key

This is the key of the kingdom.

In that kingdom is a city;

In that city is a town;

In that town there is a street;

In that street there winds a lane;

In that lane there is a yard;

In that yard there is a house;

In that house there waits a room;

In that room an empty bed;

And on the bed a basket –

A Basket of Sweet Flowers;

A Basket of Sweet Flowers.

Flowers in a Basket;

Basket on the bed;

Bed in the chamber;

Chamber in the house;

House in the weedy yard;

Yard in the winding lane;

Lane in the broad street;

Street in the high town;

Town in the city;

City in the Kingdom;

This is the Key of the Kingdom – 

         Of the Kingdom, that is the Key.