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Jester Runs For a Royal Seat
The Jester tumbled in with his fancy footwork into the castle's great hall, raising his arms, waving to all. He's dressed from head to toe in humorous multi-coloured attire and red pointed shoes. Tied around his painted clown face, a funny pointed red ball hat with silver bells, ringing as he pranced. In his hand a square bird that doesn't eat and all it does is tweet, tweet, tweets. His fans stand up clapping their hands, yelling with loud cheers; a bunch of local yokels full of ale and beer. Then, someone calls his name in a chant, “Jester, Jester, Jester!” They all join in. The Jester said, “Stand up and place the outcome of the future in my hands.” As the minstrel's play, “This Land is Ours.” Poor fools didn't understand. “Let's raise the mortal alarms, and let me wear the crown. I promise to build a great wall and keep all the clowns out of town." With all the charm he could muster for a roaring storm, he leaps making promises he never keeps. He dances and prances with a pinch and a grab to their tender form. “Nobody but I, deserve the crown because I’m the best. I’ll make everyone grovel down on their knees and have them all kiss my royal gown. If I can't cut the mustard and spread my seed, underneath a heap, take heed. I'll fire anyone that stands in my way and replace with my family and friends in royal seats, to accomplish all off my promised feats. Be warned, I am here to stay." 8/10/2017 Not for the contest
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