The Fool
A beguiling fool lonely and lost
Created chaos looking for love
Stirring and seducing every skirt in his wake
No shame no morality a gutless snake
In the midst of his bliss so happy was he
Forgetting himself he’d forgotten to pee
Soaked were his nickers crotch to his socks
Untucked his shirt so that he could walk
No longer held high was the snakes’ head
Embarrassed and whimpering face all red
He rushed to his home to get himself clean
His friends cheered him on pointing with glee
Kharmas’ a twist that turns round on fate
When you harm someone it will be at your gate
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