
Ode to the Jesters
like time and distance perhaps a catastrophe makes the heart grow fonder too our jesters absent but not forgotten in times of old giving us cheer and merriment with dancing and signs on street corners in costumes of lady liberty or animals or not putting himself out there as he is bravely naked in his glorious abandon to peddle whatever shit tax services closeout furniture a free month's rent peddling the shit he has to but also putting a smile on our faces that some of us could sure use now for now should be your time of glory our dear sidewalk jesters i'm afraid we took you for granted in our times of plenty but should you break your chains to apply your public craft in our time of need maybe someday you'll be seen as the biggest heroes of all
