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The Jester
Current mood: depressed crying
Category: Hopeless Writing and Poetry


The Jester is a fool, a loser, and a geek.

Always looking for the girls beautiful and meek.

Head in the clouds, up far away.

But heartbreak is beneath him waiting to play.

Then every once in a while a princess he does meet.

And with a gentle hand and softening words he begins to greet.

After time has passed and love is gained a peace will come about.

Then some day it is slaughtered by his own loves selfish drought.

And still he views his loved one all in a line.

He says "If only I did different maybe she would be mine."

Then that shadow leaps upon him of his reality.

And he realizes his destiny.

To make others laugh and feel a joy.

That he can never ever begin to enjoy.

For a princess can only love a prince.

And to a Jester love is but a trance.

So think about the things you've heard,

and here is what you have learned.

True love is for lovers and for those close to royalty.

But the answer to this riddle is that the true Jester is me.