The Jester's dilemma. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The king demanded salad but the fare they set before him was quite limp, and without flavour so he called upon his jester to create a fresh concoction that would bring him great delight.
The king gave him several hours lest the jesters head go missing upon failing to produce produce that made the great king smile .
So the jester went out grimly on a search for mixed amusement but the standard market offerings were not grown to be unique facing death, with great frustration he decided to die laughing he would bring the king a mixture that would not soon be forgotten.
Then he gathered up a green plant
using tongs and very carefully
not crushing all its crispness,
laid into a silver bowl sprinkling it with oil, and spices to the king he hastened quickly and delivered his last joke with a slight grin upon his face.
The king quite ravished gobbled up this new dish with such vigor while the jester stood by waiting to determine his successs.
Soon the food ingested brought the King an itch he could not scratch he was upchuckling like crazy it was tickling his belly better then the jester ever had brought him to giggling fits.
From his mouth, down to his tummy all his skin cells set to howling and the swelling from his salad split his sides up to his skull.
You could say he laughed his head off but I think it would be best to admit the great king's head was lost to one gigantic scratch from a zany salad, plucked fresh from a Poison Ivy patch.