The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner
Friday, May 6, 2011
King Faizul of the Other Planet
Once upon a time, I met a real king. He had a scepter and he had a robe. What sadly he did not have was his crown. This king named King Faizul was actually Jewish in his beliefs but he carried himself like those in the Middle East under the rule of the Arabic Peoples. King Faizul called for hit entertainment and it came. He called for his soldiers and they appeared. Once he called for his jester, but the jester did not come. So in retaliation, King Faizul asked for a price to be on the Jester's head. Sadly the Jester who was really a king in the waiting just ignored King Faizul and lived a happy life. But that said, I do not know if King Faizul ever was crowned. I suspect that he just walked into the treasury and took up a big chalice and started to drink. So if I am ever in his court again, rest assured that I will not be able to bow in respect for this fine king. He just is not really crowned and that means he really is not that much of royalty either. But if the King wishes to have his javelin fest and his sheep herding ceremony, I may make a visit to his court. That said, he is not the King that I choose for my own Beneficence. That is my real King and this king Faizul is really just a trombone player that made it big in the wardrobe industry. Best wishes, Faizul. We are all trombone players today!
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