As well as scamps and scoundrels the most devious and despicable are often seated near the head of the table where they may ensure the most damage!
The Words Of The Fool
To sit upon the golden throne
and have the reign o’er all the land
is not for all to imagine, charmed,
in a castle made of sand.
For the bastions strong cannot prevent
the enemy’s plots inside
and of enemies there will seem to be
an ever-growing tide.
While the ruler dons the cape and crown
the jesters whisper tales
and whether they be true or false
they’ll float on wings and sails.
To all the corners of the realm
where they will rest upon every ear
and when he who hears of stories grand
will then raise their glass in cheer.
But, what of those who have not good taste
on the message they have heard?
There’ll be no joy in the hearts of those
who must ingest the fallowed word!
And so thus, the castle shall crumble down
but, tho not from the monarch’s rule
for they have regally sat the throne
yet, be damned by the words of the fool.
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