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He filled his head with ballads,
His fingers full of notes,
He wore a jester’s hat
And multicoloured coat.
And he burst onto the street 
One Wednesday Market day,
With his lute in his hand 
And he began to play.

He sang songs of freedom,
He sang songs of joy,
He sang songs of love,
For every girl and boy.
A crowd quickly gathered
Listened to what he played
Got bigger and bigger
As everybody stayed.

And he set their feet a jigging.
And he set their minds alight.
You could see the faces 
Just aglow with delight.

He danced a few steps,
Just a few, no more
Then following applause
Danced just a few more.
He sang another silly song
Then having played his game
Quickly made his exit
Back from whence he came.

For some weeks they returned
Hoping for a repeat,
But he was miles away 
Bringing joy to other streets.
With his head full of ballads
His fingers full of notes
In his jester’s cap
And multicoloured coat

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