I'm not an overthrown king

[plasmid 37]

Entombed alive yet I survived

To glimpse once again at the sun

But legs to ground are shackled down

Curtailing all efforts to run

In body lies a dozen knives

My crown's sure to split and to smell

A robber's spear flew by my ear

Be thankful this ended so well

Apologies in advance if I'm not able to log in every day to check answers

[Molly Mae 101]

A rose

[plasmid 37]

Well look at what the Yuli-tide has brung! The place is getting overrun with mafioso (whistles innocently).

Right on with the answer to this one.