The Jester
I fester to receive, yet I believe in the Bacatros;
What a fool, a buffoon, a famed court jester, Bacatros;
The world laughs every so at me, me who am I the Jester
To my regrets people shun me because my skin is tinted lime green and blue;
But yet... people laugh sometimes throw monies at me who am I the Jester
They giggle at my juggling;
Laugh at my jokes regretting;
My story telling, What's that smelling?
The world laughs every so at me, me who am I the Jester
I'm also Bacatros
Reenactment of my sentiments;
Medieval, mystically, telling the stories of how it should be;
While up in the air juggling forks, knifes, spoons and diamond ear rings;
Making the populist trust and laugh;
Such a creative handy man a clown at his craft;
The world laughs every so at me, me who am I the Jester
I'm also Bacatros
Fathom the matter of what tricks up my sleeve;
Throwing feathers and leaves all of that trying to make you sneeze;
Reenactment of my sentiments;
Medieval, mystically, telling the stories of how it should be;
While up in the air juggling forks, knifes, spoons and diamond ear rings;
The world laughs every so at me, me who am I the Jester
I'm also Bacatros
I can make you laugh, even while you cry;
I can be humorous and mysterious all at one try;
Can tell you stories of lore;
Or bore you to death mid sleep yet still you want more;
The world laughs every so at me, me who am I the Jester
I'm also Bacatros
Reenactment of my sentiments;
Medieval, mystically, telling the stories of how it should be;
While up in the air juggling forks, knifes, spoons and diamond ear rings;
Making the populist trust and laugh;
Such a creative handy man a clown at his craft;
The world laughs every so at me, me who am I
The Jester
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017
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