👑 The Princess's Quick-Witted Reply
The Jester's Insult (He starts it, referencing her new, overly poofy dress):
"Your Highness, that gown is a fright,It makes you look wide and too white!A giant cloud of lace,With a frown on your face,You've swallowed a sheep in the night!"
The Princess's Roast (Her snappy, rhyming comeback):
"My dear Jester, your critique is quite bold,But your fashion advice leaves me cold.Your motley of bright hue,Looks like laundry chewed,By a goat that escaped from the fold!You speak of my dress being large, it is true,But at least it has substance, which is more than can be said for you!Your jokes are quite stale,You look sallow and pale,And I bet that your bells are all glue!You prance like a chicken who's lost,And your salary, I'm certain, is frost.I shall wear what I will,While you stand perfectly still,'Til I forget the high price my tailor's thread cost!Now bow low, you funny-faced cheat,Before I command you to sweep the royal street!Go tell your old horse,That you've lost the whole course,For the Princess's wit cannot be beat!"
