Jumping, tinkling, whirling jester.
Let not dark moods set & fester.
Distract the throngs with shiny treats.
Coliseum patrons’ reddest meats.
Kings prepare your entertainment.
You’d no idea they’d stiff payment.
While you vomit in those gutters…
Royal Head divinely utters.
“That was fun, let’s do it again!”
“Distract the mob & rob poor men.”

