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 The Clown Prince of Fools  (16 ratings)by Craig Dolphin Page 1 of 1 Whispers flew around the crowded court
Maids tittered behind delicate hands Stableboys chuckled and yammered With the endless-questing hounds. Silks fluttered & eyelashes swept down, gracefully Knights in drunken recline Ate another bite between guffaws And servants went about their tasks Although their wont was to grin As foppishly as the courtiers who swanned about gaudily. The Queen of Hearts did not smile As her court looked mockingly on At the newfound stranger approaching her throne, wearily Resplendent in once shining armour--now dented and bashed Grime-ridden and covered in ash, His sword broken & silent at his side Shattered shield without device No magnificent steed to bear him in Or wondrous profile, or nobility, to win love easily. No one knew of the battles he'd fought In the heart of the setting sun To vanquish dragons of hate, and armies of bitterness Against that scarlet sky, turning blue with night Against them all, and won! No one knew, except the Queen of Hearts For whom he'd fought so valiantly And still the perfumed popinjays sneered, And whispered importantly, noses uplifted in derision Against the silken red and blue As the stranger halted at last Before the throne, below Her throne Looking for approval, longing for love, Mindless of those around, Seeing only her emerald eyes Yet she no longer saw, One who had saved her throne And looking to her glamoured Knights Who polished armour, weapons, and tools She followed the stirring of her heart And turned her back on the Clown Prince of Fools.
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