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Once on a time so ancient poets sing	A
There reigned in Godknowswhere a certain king	A
So great a monarch ne'er before was seen	B
He was a hero even to his queen	B
In whose respect he held so high a place	C
That none was higher nay not even the ace	C
He was so just his Parliament declared	D
Those subjects happy whom his laws had spared	D
So wise that none of the debating throng	E
Had ever lived to prove him in the wrong	E
So good that Crime his anger never feared	F
And Beauty boldly plucked him by the beard	F
So brave that if his army got a beating	A
None dared to face him when he was retreating	A
This monarch kept a Fool to make his mirth	G
And loved him tenderly despite his worth	G
Prompted by what caprice I cannot say	H
He called the Fool before the throne one day	H
And to that jester seriously said	I
'I'll abdicate and you shall reign instead	I
While I attired in motley will make sport	J
To entertain your Majesty and Court '	K
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'T was done and the Fool governed He decreed	L
The time of harvest and the time of seed	L
Ordered the rains and made the weather clear	M
And had a famine every second year	M
Altered the calendar to suit his freak	N
Ordaining six whole holidays a week	N
Religious creeds and sacred books prepared	D
Made war when angry and made peace when scared	D
New taxes he inspired new laws he made	O
Drowned those who broke them who observed them flayed	O
In short he ruled so well that all who'd not	P
Been starved decapitated hanged or shot	P
Made the whole country with his praises ring	A
Declaring he was every inch a king	A
And the High Priest averred 't was very odd	Q
If one so competent were not a god	Q
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Meantime his master now in motley clad	R
Wore such a visage woeful wan and sad	R
That some condoled with him as with a brother	S
Who having lost a wife had got another	S
Others mistaking his profession often	T
Approached him to be measured for a coffin	U
For years this highborn jester never broke	V
The silence he was pondering a joke	V
At last one day in cap and bells arrayed	O
He strode into the Council and displayed	O
A long bright smile that glittered in the gloom	W
Like a gilt epithet within a tomb	W
Posing his bauble like a leader's staff	X
To give the signal when and why to laugh	X
He brought it down with peremptory stroke	V
And simultaneously cracked his joke	V
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I can't repeat it friends I ne'er could school	Y
Myself to quote from any other fool	Y
A jest if it were worse than mine would start	Z
My tears if better it would break my heart	Z
So if you please I'll hold you but to state	A2
That royal Jester's melancholy fate	A2
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The insulted nation so the story goes	B2
Rose as one man the very dead arose	B2
Springing indignant from the riven tomb	W
And babes unborn leapt swearing from the womb	W
All to the Council Chamber clamoring went	C2
By rage distracted and on vengeance bent	C2
In that vast hall in due disorder laid	O
The tools of legislation were displayed	O
And the wild populace its wrath to sate	A2
Seized them and heaved them at the Jester's pate	A2
Mountains of writing paper pools and seas	D2
Of ink awaiting to become decrees	D2
Royal approval and the same in stacks	E2
Lay ready for attachment backed with wax	E2
Pens to make laws erasers to amend them	F2
With mucilage convenient to extend them	F2
Scissors for limiting their application	T
And acids to repeal all legislation	T
These flung as missiles till the air was dense	G2
Were most offensive weapons of offense	G2
And by their aid the Fool was nigh destroyed	H2
They ne'er had been so harmlessly employed	H2
Whelmed underneath a load of legal cap	I2
His mouth egurgitating ink on tap	I2
His eyelids mucilaginously sealed	J2
His fertile head by scissors made to yield	J2
Abundant harvestage of ears his pelt	K2
In every wrinkle and on every welt	K2
Quickset with pencil points from feet to gills	L2
And thickly studded with a pride of quills	L2
The royal Jester in the dreadful strife	M2
Was made in short an editor for life	M2
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An idle tale and yet a moral lurks	L2
In this as plainly as in greater works	L2
I shall not give it birth one moral here	N2
Would die of loneliness within a year	M

Ambrose Bierce

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