This is a tale of vengeance by a dwarfed and crippled man
Stolen from his village in a far off conquered land
Forced into a jester’s life of cruel and practical jokes
For a fat disgusting king who would force poor wine his throat
Drink to absent friends! Come now, be merry! Brighten your wits
Tears of madness drip into the goblet with each sip
Give us something novel to endeavor a masquerade
But he has something much better, the eight-chained orangutan
Hear the sound of grinding teeth
It’s the rara avis in terris
Dance monkey dance, while the fat bastards laugh
Until they're hanging from the chains engulfed in flames
First we’ll need eight costumes made of flax your majesty
To disguise you and your council as ferocious wild beasts
Then line the halls with sconces and burning sweet flambeaus
Lure them all into the grand saloon and start the show
Come midnight they all entered banging chains, inflicting fear
But he hooked them all together, and hoisted up the chandelier
Where he set the apes ablaze swinging high above the guests
Then shouted “I am hop-frog and this is my final jest!”
He vanished into the night
With his tiny love Tripetta by his side
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