Queen and Jester

He met with gorgeous actresses,
And she was - only a queen.
She rode in a carriage - straight,
He fled to the left, unseen.
She ruled the parliament
She gave her subjects a chance -
And he drank the Belgian beer
And did nothing in advance.
She wore lovely dresses
Velvet and beautiful silk.
He was with role under presses
As steppe wolf of color of milk.
She hated various sweets
And she drank red chianti, it’s wine.
With three spoons of snow white sugar -
He drank coffee next to the lane.
She watched the clock with arrows,
Gucci and Prada were loved.
He - managed to be late,
Late for him it’s very approved.
She didn't reed poetry words needed -
Only for the contracts.
He had fun with fairytale iambic
After big random acts.
Queen is for her - a vocation,
A jester is - make-up or mask.
Didn’t come up with another name -
For me it is a difficult task.

01/20/2019 (c) Viacheslav Pruntsev.
p.s. My dear friends Denis and Gleb  - dedicated

Это мой вольный перевод на английский язык моего стихотворения «Королева и Шут».
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