I am a jest, with my bells and jolly green slippers;
My master is Satan himself;---he makes me do my little jig.
But, I hate my master, so justly, and see his Emperor's
Daughter there, just for me!---he, in rebellion, tells me
To dance to a makeshift song I sing on my jaleika...
But, I join rebellion against his princedom, and lead
Many to a Paradise, and jollier lands than his.
The Harlequin and His Master
Published
B. K. Neifert 