No one ever fears the Jester
As if you could trust the trickster
Although he could never be the King
He’s gotten good at handwriting
So after a night of spreading glee
He can quickly change your decree
He juggles schemes as well as balls
The unknown cause of kingdom’s falls
You should always be suspicious
Golden bells make fools ambitious
Be wary of his constant smile
Behind his jokes, lies all his guile
Throw the fool in the deepest moat
Better yet, slit the comic’s throat
As surely as I play this fife
That Jester will end your life
Notes: A fun story that came to my mind one afternoon. It easily grew from the first line - 'No one ever fears the Jester'. It then made sense to have this come from the voice of someone else, like the minstrel, playing ominously in the kings court. Keep in mind, appearances can always be deceiving.
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