The Cook and the Court Jester (Part One)

The cook and the court jester
they ran off together
leaving in the dead of the night.

The missing king's gold
untold pounds we were told
the jester stole in his flight.

Jester took such abuse
before he finally let loose
with a tirade aimed at the king.

Thrown into iron chains
he would never complain
but continued to laugh and sing.

On parchment it was on
to be quartered and drawn
the order handed down from the court.

His friends scattered round
did not want to be found
in the company of any of his sort.

But the cook was the one
who took pity upon
the jester and his sorry plight.

She cooked up the plan
for she so loved the man
to risk running into the night.

She gave food to the guard
where he collapsed in the yard
and ran with the key in her hand.

To the jester's cold cell
she found him unwell
with effort he barely could stand.

The cook had horses outside
for they surely could ride
with her love under the night sky.

With bags of the king's gold
they rode off in the cold
in their dreams they knew they could fly.

Linked at Poets and Storytellers United: Writers' Pantry #15: All About That Love

The Cook and the Court Jester (Part Two)