Market-Place Fool
The market-place fool
juggled with oranges
and was in everyone's way
on shopping days.
The market place fool
was teased by youths,
and to their shame,
much older ones.
Suddenly, he had gone,
and the people missed him.
No oranges at three at a time;
no shouting "Fool!" as they went by.
8/8/2015
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