Oh sweet Jester,
Entertain me.
You're strong on your feet
But look so cute on your knees.
Make me smile
with your precious words
A single touch
And you're going absurd
Sweet little Jester
Entertain your Queen
You like me when I'm sweet
And love me when I'm mean
My sensitive touch makes you sigh
But my cruelty sends you high
The thought of leaving me, fills you with dread.
You'd rather stay and hear the words, "Off with his head."
Sweet, sweet Jester.
Make yourself bleed.
I'm hungry for you,
And you're filling me with greed.
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Darkest Days|| Poetry and Prose
PoetryIt's all in the title. Second book of poetry and Prose as the other was getting a little full.
