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Like a jester at the ball
Rub my shoulders with the kings
And I was draped in gold and velvet
Bathing in applause while I was jumping through the rings
And then the cooks would sound a bell
And all the kings would lick their lips
But I couldn't find a place mat
The dinner table's full and there's no room for me to sit
A nod to the Badflower song of the same title.
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