Tale Of A Cruel Governor And His Minister

A minister ridden by an evil will,
Down a dark cell he was led
And governor held the reason and seal,
To bring him out for a behead.

Just before the death sentence nearer crept,
Princess and priest had came for his pardon
As hole dug by many mice gets no depth
They vexed the king, he gave warnings to everyone.

The night he could face the bitter odd,
The governor danced, rested but lost his wake;
News-finders came by, but minister left them no word,
But only swore never again go to politics.