A prince who doesn't deserve his crown.
In his own thoughts, the prince shall drown.
But he watches his jester, and it brings him a smile
Something he's not had, for quite a while
The prince is not well, nor is he sane
He has nothing to lose, and nothing to gain
Poor little prince, the crown is not yours to keep
Oh, but prince, your jester begins to speak
"My dearest prince, how I love you so"
"Dearest jester, you make my heart grow"
The jester shall laugh, give a dance
And the prince will think, to give life a chance
Little prince, pick up your crown
You have nothing to fear, with your jester around
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rare
amazing writing :)
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