The Jester out of boldness said
To the Queen, A kiss, if you please.
In turn, she reddened with the tease;
And simply said, Off with your head!

The guards kept watch to keep the right,
Honor held and crowd's delight.
The fool lay weeping in the night,
The royal heart shut tight.

They waited 'til the Sunday rays
Shone on the shackled clown,
And all the subjects of the town
Gathered for this day's arrays.

Her majesty was holding court.
Her love for folly did not report.
Around her, in a crystal fort,
Sat Jurisprudence and Consort.

How dare this lowly knave!
The Queen could never love such lowness!
And out of ignorance and slowness,
Unknowingly the crowd behaved.

Then, finally, to Protest's groan,
And for grand love she must atone,
The Queen abdicated from the throne;
And Jester took the lover home.