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The Court Jester
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Left these stuffy village walls
To roam the misty mire
Searching for a heart to roast
On a splintered spire
Upon hearing a tantalizing tune
My loins flowed with viscous desire
Saw him fingering his lute
Quick was I to conspire
Pray, teach me one of your magic tricks
I’ll introduce you to my hips
You can jig in my court any day
How I yearn to hear your music play!
Possess’d by your bronze bells jingling
I set off a-tingling
Poked through your tunic
While you reposed for a bit
Found only amber spirits & a
mound of sanguine stone fruit pits
I gulp the jester’s nectar
of honeyed sweat and frothing surf
Eheu! Scurvy festers
in the chest of this lowly serf
Deluded visions of love
Creep up in the dark
A pestilence a cancer
A plague on the heart
Hark! Don’t antagonize me
My sovereign passion sets fools free
It sweeps mountains and caverns deep
It forestalls death and tames the sea
Peeked into his chasmal chest & saw
a still-born heart laid raw
His lemming legs run
Off to other queendoms
I’ve heard he still haunts bedchambers
Recall, you may have seen him
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