The Brave King

There was a king of the land of Olhim
Stuart the one was the name of him
And there was a jester who feeling no fear
He had a tongue sharp as a spear

I tell you the story of their meeting
Where was the end are full of the Bleeding
The main idea includes in a chicken
This was a thing with which was king striken

At the start I must tell you about the King
He was very brave like a lion, I think
The jester was lazy, but smart as a fox
He has a lot of aces in his tiny box

In one of the day, and maybe today
The King went to church for his morning pray
And the jester woke up when the sun was so high
He lazily glanced at the brilliant sky

When Stuart the one went to the hunt
He take the jester to lead Stuart's mount
But jester was thinking about a violence
And made up a story of deadly silence

When the night fell on the haunted wood
The king built a fire to prepare some food
A this moment the jester was hanging his story
About a headless monster living in a quarry

This stupid story made Stuart laugh
But imbued the fear in his sturdy heart
When the king and the jester returned their home
The king has a nightmare with something gruesome

In the morning the king looked like a rat
He was in a bad mood and very upset
It was the day the king meal alone
The jester had joke that was bad to the bone

He take the chicken and cut off it head
And then put it under the King's bed
The King after breakfast decided to rest
And he thought that the bed was for this is the best

As soon as the king lay down on the bed
Someone began to rustle under that
The king quickly jumped and his hair turned gray
And he began to fearfully pray

But suddenly a shadow ran along the wall
And quickly rushed straight into the hall
The king quickly turned his aching head
And saw a large pool of blood under the bed

In an instant the king turned white like a snow
And his throat was dry like an ancient stone
The king took the candle and went after the shadow
But he saw nothing except the light, that was yellow

At this moment the jester who was smart as fox
Took out the trump aces from his tiny box
He hid behind a corridor door
And waiting for Stuart to walk past him through

The jester just touched Stuart's gray head
And the Stuart experienced a ridiculous death
That was a king brave as a cat
Stuart the one, who died like a rat