Jokes on you, you stupid fool

How dumb of me to be used by a tool

My screws were loose, what can I say

I should have left on Christmas Day

Oh me, oh my forgiveness sings

I’ll buy myself a thousand rings

All to forget you in my sight

I try and try with all my might

Jester wins here don’t you know

And boy I hope you reap what you sow

For heavens angels sing to me

And God doth liketh what He see

So sing the song, I’ll join along

One day you’ll know that you were wrong

Then I will live in all my glory

And rejoice the times I tell this story

By Asia Batchelor