The Jester fancies the lady Princess
As they both loved the same poetries
And so the lad asked her for a Saturday
But evermost beautiful Milady had her royal upcomings
Dubious thoughts came to mind
The lowhearted jester sighed
Maybe he isn’t like Milady’s brother
A higher knight, alike other charming princes
Smiling away, a kingdom exile he is
The lonesome Jester returns to The Path
As said by His Infernal Majesty
Written on the parchment of Love Metal
Well after all, he is a joke.
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