The jester
is a jester. A royal jester. The jester of the High King in fact.
The king is mean to the jester. The king dies. It is unfortunate. The jester is not sad, because the king was
mean to him.
It is the day of the royal funeral. The jester attends the funeral. The jester decides to do a prank to make the
ceremony more enjoyable. Before the
beginning of the funeral procession, the jester sneaks into the back of the
hearse. The jester giggles, but no one hears him. The jester lifts the crown off of the king’s
head. Next, he pulls a bunch of peeled
bananas from his handy satchel. He fills
the crown with squished bananas. He
perches the crown precariously on the king’s head.
It is now the funeral. The king’s royal guard removes the king’s
body from the hearse and carries it on the litter. The queen cries. It is very sad.
The jester is near the back of the
church where the funeral is being held.
He finds a rock. He throws the
rock. The rock knocks off the king’s
crown. Squished bananas spill
everywhere. It is messy. It is gross.
The jester thinks it’s funny. The jester laughs.
The queen does not think it’s
funny. The queen does not laugh.
The jester is in trouble. The guards chase the jester. The jester leads them on a merry chase. Oh no!
The jester is caught. The jester
is thrown into the dungeon. The dungeon
is wet. The jester is sad.
The queen calls for the jester. The queen is upset.
“Why did you do that?” asks the
queen.
“I thought it would be funny,”
explains the jester.
“It wasn’t,” says the queen. “So I am going to behead you.”
“Please don’t,” begs the jester.
“Why shouldn’t I?” wonders the
queen.
“I have learned my lesson,” says the
jester.
“And what is that?” asks the queen.
“I shall never again sneak into a
hearse and shove bananas into the dead king’s crown,” states the jester.
“Very well,” says the queen. “I pardon your crimes.”
The jester is not happy. The queen is mean to him. The queen is remarrying. The new king is mean to the jester.
It is the crowning ceremony for the new king. The jester is giggling. The priest raises the crown above the new
king. Bananas spill onto the new king’s
head.
The jester thinks it’s funny. The jester laughs.
The queen does not think it’s funny. The queen does not laugh.
The jester is in trouble.
The guards chase the jester. The
jester leads the guards on a merry chase.
Oh no! The jester is caught. The jester is thrown into the dungeon. The dungeon is wet. The jester is sad.
The queen calls for the jester. The queen is upset. The newly crowned king is grumpy.
“Why did you do that?” asks the
queen. “I thought you had learned your
lesson.”
“I did,” says the jester. “I did not sneak into a hearse and shove
bananas into the dead king’s crown. And
now I have learned a new lesson. Do not
shove bananas into the crown of the new king at his crowning ceremony.”
“Very well,” says the queen. “I pardon your crimes.”
The jester is happy.
“But,” says the queen, “my husband
the king does not and so you shall be beheaded.”
The jester is sad.
The End
The moral of
the story is: Do not shove bananas into the crown of any king, dead or alive.
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