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