Sarcasm

Take a bow, my friend
Laughing stock of the village
Pea- hen with no roost
Empty cocoon

Take a bow, my friend
Cradle- thief
Child- stabber
Betrayer-who-impregnated-his-friend’s-wife

You have done well, my friend
That which cuts the tongue
Rabid skeleton with no shame
Cursed soothsayer of no lineage

Your sins are many, my friend
Your tongue is bad
Your breath is foul
Hopeless disgrace to the royal house

Take a bow, my friend
Take a final bow
Before you die
For you have done well

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