Who's the Fool
The jester has a foolish air;
he leaps about and juggles fruit.
While wearing motley, hung with bells,
he'll tumble, caper, dance, and sing.
The courtiers are unaware;
behind his act, he's quite astute.
He gathers secrets which he tells
to no one but the reigning king.
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