A jester is not always remembered by the lines he used,
Used he is instead, to become another’s joke.
Joke all you want for years and years to come,
Come the day the jester blows.
Blows he does like the roaring wind.
Wind of a mighty stormy night,
Night will be when the Jester shows,
Shows everyone not to mess with him.
Him who had been the butt of all the jokes,
Jokes you want? A joke you’ll become.






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