Bippity BOPpity Boo...
and hocuspocus too.
We have a funny guildhall,
We can bounce of each wall,
We are the comedy crew.

We roam city streets,
dazzling all people with feats
of entertainment around
with jokes going down.
Smiles we love to greet.

Random things we shall yell,
amusing toys we do sell.
While you molest your sheep,
we'll put you to sleep,
and all things will be well.

(Subliminal Public Service Announcement: DO NOT MOLEST SHEEP!)

We jump with jesterly joys,
while we wave prankish toys,
as we do quick backflips,
with jokes from our lips
for all the girls and boys.

Do you dare to sneer,
or gasp and peer
at this lively band
with blackjacks in hand?
Bah, what do you fear?

Can you not comprehend
our humourous blend
You unable to laugh out loud,
when you see this crowd
give the punchline in the end?

How sad you must be,
to not laugh with utter glee
when we parade all roads
with our jestery shows
meant for all to see.

So let a "ha ha" fly
from the sight you do spy,
a jester with wit
and eyes brightly lit
when you so happily sigh.

So have an ear to lend,
to the jokes we do send
as laughter is returned
that was clearly well-earned.
I'm a jester till the end.


Penned by my hand on the 15th of Ero, in the year 351 AF.