In the court of King John
Mike Stevens could do nothing wrong
A jester by nature
He knew just how to slate ya
But more often than not
His humour hit the spot
The ladies he did please
Never used a line of sleaze
A self-defacing quip
His style of hit
But too much putting himself down
Made king John deeply frown
It’s fun for a while
But the king you should not rile
See Mike he did respect
More than mike did expect
March that fool to the tower
Demanded the king his face sour
Let him sit and stew
And wonder what to do
Less than an hour passed
Before Mike tried the clasp
The door swung open
The lock must be broken
Stumbling down the stairs
Into the great hall unaware
Of the throng of bodies within
King John has summoned for him
Mad as a hatter
Mike he did chatter!
About to blow his top
About to lose the plot!
King John he did spy
And gave the evil eye.
And at the top of his voice he did power
Lock me in the tower, HA! I broke out in an hour!
Then it dawned on him
King John has sucked him in
What is the court without its jester?
A comical-less vista
The king took out his sword
And to the sound of applause
Knighted the joker
The peoples delighter
Arise Sir Mike Stevens
Our lives you make pleasin
With your fun and your wit
Please never quit
Else it won’t be King John and the tower
It’ll be us with a flower
Stay positive and assertive
Don’t make us insert it!
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