She cast the dice Of deluded hope. Conjured king? Nope. Wily joker. The vice, By virtue scared, Derided. Un-dared, The act haunts With guilt. Flaunts, The fool, his defeat Flaunts and it blames. You zany, to outwit Probity, flames Of sheer truth, a must! Uncapable of trust, In sabotage, the jester Mauled his luck. Fester And qualms below His insolence, claw With dreary insight, His soul: you lost light.