How far back does this "fool" poem go back. I understand your efforts and see the value in the words but can't quite get it. I guess I am the fool but the comment section seemed so empty so I felt inspired to say something... so here it goes:

The Jester approached the throne...

The king looked upon him intently as the Jester spoke

The king fell off his chair and died laughing

Little did he know his brother was next in line

Killed by the baker's poison rhyme

Leaving the Jester the only one close enough to take the throne

When he got there it was not his own

The queen bumped him off

when she played her trump card