Crusty Juggler

Deep within the underground

where only corpses can be found

you'll find one who was once a man

who traveled far across the land

given just half a chance

he'd make you laugh and dance

in olden days he was a jester

traveling to give kings pleasure

a trickster tried and true

the Juggler he's known to you

one day a king did not approve

and his head he had removed

laid to rest

in his Sunday best

now trapesing through all know hells

you hear the ringing of his bells

in the ground he mouldered dusty

and is called the Juggler Crusty.

 

Author's Note

The idea for this piece came from a topic thread for one of my writing groups. The person to start the thread picks a topic. Then the next person writes a poem or short story on the topic. They in turn choose the next topic. I was given crusty jugglers by an appearent ICP(Insane Clown Posse) fan and this was what I wrote.

Reviews

[Kelley]

This was great and I love how you came up with the idea! lol
Loved the lines..................

"one day a king did not approve
and his head he had removed"

Rhymed and it made me grin.
Thanks for letting me know about this one Beth!

Kelley