The minions worked hard

to please the king

invigorated by the project

promises of a magic ring

The ring would grant wishes

provide sumptuous meals

everything they desired

it was a great deal

Time passed

the masterpiece was completed

such magnificense

glory not to be repeated

The minions

went to collect the prize

they were surprised

at what met their eyes

The ring was an illusion

they were enslaved

working intense hours

never satisfied no matter how much they gave

Seeking freedom

they attacked in the night

a magnificent show

featuring music and lights

When the battle was over

the ring was destroyed

all that was left was a castle

hollow and void

The minions cried

they longed for the king

wanting to do it all again

for the promise of a ring