There is a king in sets of four Next to a queen right by a door Bowed to the ground, Jester and Jack Shielding their lives, an Ace in tact From one to four, to eight to ten These sets live in a wonderland
A king declares absolute might A will above all others too The Ace felt every bit of strife Ace's judgment named the king's time due Charging at the king to end him, The queen stepped forward, as they must
Ace felt himself lose all his rage Bewitched and cursed by his own lust Jester and Jack had come intact To make the queen feel themselves laugh Trapped by their love Caged like a dove The queen lost focus in this fight
Death by a knife Daggers were thrown They failed to keep the Ace at bay Charging in rage Ace lost his way King shocked by fear of this death day
Snuffing the Jack Next goes Jester The king might not avoid this smack The Ace would strike The king went right The first time the Ace ever missed The king then shouts Now thrusting out Pushing the Ace out of the way
Ace wouldn't lose Throwing his sword He bent on rage and casualty He loved the queen They loved the Jack This day truly's a tragedy
The king is dead The Ace is through Now off to a newer journey Who would have known This would have gone In such a bitter fantasy