The Court Jester
And when the court was sad
And no one had a thing to say
The king would call his jester
And order him to play
And no one could ever guess
That he too had to struggle
For he was a symbol of happiness
As he'd laugh and dance and juggle
But he also cried at night
He fought poverty and disease
But was a slave of happiness
And he'd smile as others pleased
Not sure where this poem came from. 'S not mine, I found it and really liked it... and I've always thought there's always a sad, used person hidden behind the smile of the court jester.
Esper is back with me now and Kozi has gone. After the effort spent on the outfit, it's a bit of a shame.
~ Ryo