Rally the jesters around the king
those sad buffoons of last remit
pretending manners of diplomats
feigning a purpose that's not mad

nobody knows if they're serious
embracing a role that none should seek
these soldiers sent to **** themselves
lest their liege be condemned

this defense of a tyrant for power's sake
look at the clowns as the gears
turning round without regard
only knowing this is to be their fate

temptation met the Lord by wilderness
******* was the gift rebuked
don't ask the jesters for the same
their duty lays in the king's domain.

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