Skeletons In The Closet Poem by Christian Rivera

As the thief crept into the castle
He saw the maiden alone with the king
'No worries' he thought
Because earlier he saw
The jester alone with the queen
And they do all there own little things

The king and queen laugh
The king and queen sing
Jester and maiden are kept in hiding

Them both in the closet
So large they get lost in
Yet so cramped it gets harder to breathe

And the king and queen laugh
And the king and queen sing
As the jester and maiden are dieing

When the king and queen go
To the closet, too late
The jester and maiden have suffered their fate
King cries for the girl
Queen mourns the young man
The marriage is done
And a new phrase is made