Sorry for the length
The bumbling fool walks down the long hallway
Trying to keep all the bananas at bay
from entering the king and queens hall
He runs into the room
but smashes into the groom
It was the wrong one, who knew
He walks out again
trying to mend
his relationship with his new friend
Now free from his friend
he now tries to pretend
to know where exactly he's going
And then he remembers
"I don't want to end up as embers,
I best be right on my way!"
Going up the stairs
He starts to declare
"I want go out and fight bears!"
"They're just teeth and fur
If I kill one I'm sure
People will look up and shout 'Good sir!'"
Now at the top
He comes to a stop
Taking in all the new sights
He was forbidden from here
Because they said he was drear,
But at best, they will both go 'Oh dear!'
Shaking his head
he begins to dread
the levels of bananas still rising
He walks into the chamber
Looking at his forced legislature
yelling, "Get over here, you dumb waiter."
Striking a pose
while scratching his nose
he thinks 'I really should have gotten new clothes.'
The king and queen, looking at their ward
say "Come take a look at this hoard,
for you, a shiny new sword!"
The fool looks confused,
but doesn't like to refuse,
even though the sword looks quite abused.
"Now look here you fool
Come be our tool
and finally be of some use to us all."
"Now the bananas you see
used to be free
until we decided to eat them.
They're hungry for blood
because they fell in some mud
and now they want their revenge.
The lower floor is all dead
no doubt they've all bled,
painting the walls with a dark ruby red"
"With that all in mind,
the stars have aligned
time for you to get reassigned
Our deaths our coming
But we will be forthcoming
and do nothing but sit and some humming
Now get out, take a wagon
and this dusty old flagon
Oh, and don't forget about the dragon."
The fool nods his head
but soon fills with dread
at the prospects of his quest
The bananas break down the door
"They're here!" the king roars
And the fool is tossed out the window.
Cursing his luck,
comparing the king to a duck
he braces for the glass.
The glass breaks into shards
but the fool is unharmed
due to his skin being like lard
He lands in the hay
in an uncomfortable way
and at first walks with a sway
"Although my exit was bland,
at least I did land
and not have my bones turned to sand."
He looks back and forth
and then to the north
trying to get his surroundings
The grass is all dry,
a burden to the eye
why was the gardener fired?
"Before off I go,
there's one I know,
I need to see the Great Crow."
For the next few hours
he walked in the flowers,
walking to the nearest town.
As the day went to night,
he saw a black knight
and a peasant looking to fight.
The peasant looked drunk
though he smelt of a skunk,
he probably slept in the junk.
?Look here,? said the bum
?I slept with your mum,
and did it in a dirty old slum.?
The knight in the black,
who did not take flack
hit him with a mighty great 'Whack!'
The bum hit the floor,
and promised no more
to reference his mum as a whore.
The fool saw the ordeal,
then thought it surreal
to then see the knight begin to heal
?What sorcery is this,
there's something amiss
when your wounds look as bad as a kiss.?
The knight turned around,
then began to frown
at what he had seemed to found.
"Who are you to ask,
why I drink from this flask
it's a very tumultuous task.
Insults, you see
harm you and me
like the scream of a banshee
They all harm the mind,
make some go blind
it seems that's how they're designed."
The fool looked amazed
at an idea so crazed,
but then began to feel dazed.
"This all sounds so neat
but I haven't a thing to eat.
Could you help me find a treat?"
The knight walked ahead,
"Follow me," he said
"I'll take you somewhere with bread.
The two walked on,
a voice cried "Leon!"
as they walked in the town salon.
The knight looked about,
for absolutely no doubt
to find the source of the shout.
"My lady most fair,
Is it you over there?
Please do be quick to declare!"
