Jester

She joked and joked

With reddened nose

 

She tripped and tripped

On invisible sticks

 

She laughed and laughed

While covered in gas

 

As she tooted her toots

Wearing big black boots

 

A lighter match

Would make her catch

 

As she drew it in

With a breath that was thin

 

And she lit on fire

With a phoenixed grin

 

 

 

 

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