THE JESTER

I've danced before kings

while loving their queen...

swallowed coin & sword and spit a great fire

donned a false face

under cap and bells...

some call me "a fool" others "a master."

I've sold gold bricks

from my bag of tricks...

made fools of so called wise men.

A web of intrigue

disguised as a prize...

spun moons on my fingers while stealing the crown.

I've promised the sun

in the palm of my hand...

threw dust in the eyes of Sirius

my name is a joke

that's seldom spoke...

I'm quietly known as Scaramouch...

...Harlequin...Punicello...

if you saw me would you know?

The Jester...

Drafted: March 29, 1992 ~ DBC

© Completed: Jan 28, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic