I called you ‘Queen’ and then you called me ‘King’
Haha! I’m just the jester at your court
Laughter I’m to bring, songs I am to sing
Grinning pity’s your rifle; I’m your sport
Fire away! I’ll bleed out at song’s end
Reincarnate, I’ll breathe for one more joke
To die again, to rise again, to bend,
To break under your entertainment’s yoke
If I’m a king, then where’s my bejeweled crown?
Mistaking my voice for royalty’s flute,
You merely mock me. Spread my melody ’round
‘Long with my name, for fame’s sake once I’m mute!
I’m your game, labor, and beloved buffoon
Pay me, kill me, remember my tune