I am a fool amongst purple kings and queens.
I am my masters’ tool for laughs and jokes,
And greeted by all as the throne’s hoax.
And greeted by all as the kingdom’s jewel,
I am a jester’s scepter under kings’ rule.
I am ruled by regnant like rooster and tyke,
And wielded as a housed hound for the Reich.
And welcomed to twirl and to court and to court
I am the gutter’s drool and my mother’s tort.
And if you see me dancing and playing around,
And donned in coloured clothes bridled, bound,
And with jingling bells in coloured hat crowned;
‘Tis a drained dog dyeing his master’s ground.
I am the fool amongst purple kings and queens.