A Jester came to town one day
As the Sun shone on azzure sky
Towns-folk were by then dismayed
Auto died and no one knew why?
But the Jester smiled at singing birds
Loving the Life as a whole
I call him 'Jester' but those are just words
That have nothing to do with his role.
Yes this was one jolly fellow
Surrounded by the mourning people
He felt a burst of inspiration
Though it seemed like he must climb a steeple.
So he thought to himself:
āI must learn each persons name
For we are in this 'till the bitter end
When we will know defeat or fame.ā
āI will start this introduction
Since I don't want to be rude
My own name is Oscar Normal,
Trust me knowing names is good.ā
Then he walked on, dancing a bit
On his back he felt their gaze,
And he knew just what they're thinking:
Epiphany or latest craze?
