Chapter 1
Once upon a time
There was a clever king,
He was kind of some kind,
He had a pretty queen.
He had decent desires,
And he was very just,
And he abhorred the liars,
He killed them pretty fast.
There was a man Tom Bester,
The person of the fun,
He was but the queen’s jester,
And for the king like son.
He knew a lot of tales,
And all of them were true
About woods & dales,
About people too,
About beasts & nature,
About his white goose,
Who saved him from danger,
Who pointed the sooth.
It was thus the fool’s minion,
It roosted on his knee
To listen to his millions
Stories of the sea.
Once the fool was gloomy,
He’d seen his goose at night
In his bad dream. His plumy
White minion had been fried.
That day the fool narrated,
He’d met a thaumaturge,
Whose gardens never faded,
He governed storm & surge.
The king was in a doubt,
The queen cried: “It’s a lie”.
The court began to shout:
“Get him at once & fry”.
The king poured lots of tears,
He pitied his buffoon,
The queen concealed the leers,
The stake was ready soon.
The jester blazed in fire,
Insisting on the truth.
For all he was the liar,
The jester was abused.
The white goose disappeared,
That day befell a storm,
The people cried & feared,
Because it was non-stop.
There were many soothsayers,
Magicians, sorceress, & all.
They kept mumbling the prayers,
But storm went on to whirl.
The king, the queen, the people
Fought bravely contra storm.
At last they were too feeble,
They hardly uttered moan.
One day to the kingdom
A strange man dropped in,
He seemed to have much wisdom,
Because his look was keen.
He questioned of the jester,
He said he’d been his friend,
The king said he was resting
In distant foreign land.
The king boomed as the liar,
He’d never been before,
He must be put in fire
According to his law.
The strange man, that wizard,
All people were amazed,
At once stopped snow blizzard,
From ash the fool was raised.
The king at once remembered
About the buffoon,
He promised to be tender
Since mow with the fool.
The king’s remorse sincere
Brought him to go mad,
He muttered always: “Dear
I trusted what you said”.
The strange man’s withdrawal
Wasn’t seen by any.
The king became loyal
To his arisen zany.
