The King's Clown

The King’s Clown Manggugg is watching the Prince

eyes glazed, a drooling stare, this hunchback thinks

and Prince Goodabs subtle-smiles, the crowd goes wild

 

handsome sneezes, the duchess in front pleased

all feastgoers gaze, Prince’s royal pinky raised

and three thick hours all knights and lords and ladies

keep rictus grins through Prince Goodabs’ routine

 

Ah shit he paused, and they forgot to applause

the crowd silently prays, no brown bag days

the days for wearing bags with dicks on, drawn

 

the prince’s lil’ chin butt is trembling uh oh

he’s really gonna nuclear bomb explode

he’s peed on everyone’s dishes before

 

then the prince stopes and stares

the crowd looks over there and

 

manggugg’s got his cheeks out

he’s caked to the gods, how

 

manggugg grabs a butt

and pulls it, abrupt

making a little boing

 

the prince flips the table

laughs, “fart if you’re able”

and mangugg makes his day

the crowd is saved