Told by an Idiot . . .

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And signifying nothing; . . .but . . . so what?

So what if that is true?  Remember, though,

The villain mouthing that.  He is a butt

At best, a traitor, murderer aglow

With guilt and cowardice.  He couldn’t say

No when his wife was nagging him.  He blurred

What witches said.  Take up his words as bray

Of royal donkey, not the final word.

You hear him and you think, “That’s true . . . and not.”

You know your life has love and meaning in

It.  Staged his lines are.  Do not lose the plot

Of truth because of him.  Provide a bin.

  The king is mad.  What’s new?  If you are man

    Or woman, you can better that.  You can.