A plea!

I am mortified by the merest of thoughts, of losing.

Just a moment of jest, parts played perfectly by the muscle in my chest.

The court jesters jingles a tune,

"I sing in glee, and now you will see!"

"Haha! hehee! You shall never be free!"

"For you NEVER had her, you see!"

"Like a fool he makes a plea!"

"A plea a plea! Is there nothing more pathetic than thee!"

"You fool! You fool! You insignificant fool!"
"you fool! You fool! You insignificant fool!"
"You fool you fool you fool you fool..."