Jesterz' Field
Channel: dadadavideo
Date: 2018-10-05

‘Lose your self and find your elf at Jesterz Field at Jesters Field!
Tired of putt-singing in your head? Stuck home sic with cosmic dread? Common down to Jesters’ Field to questers yield..
Where dreams wear out inside the route to the bottomless whole towards witch we roll,
‘Round rounds of walls constructed shabbily, Poof! you’re now a 1-two sapling! 
Eschew the rules constructed’v jewels made-up o’ empty space replaced by fantasy as-is all-cracked-up-to-be!
So Gather thy rings to toss round things called stakes placed low as dirt is slow.
Observe,  A brand new para-dice lost its’ sway and landed in hay “whats the point of play” you ask away your wish is wasted on fishes pasted, cut it out or else the rest is less a lesson than a mess is messin’, 
Take heed, a seed may grow tubey a plant wearing a wire preaching to acquire the holy grail assuming the form of a whale of a tail of a time out of ime m e. Speaking of Jerry, now think up a fairy fairly content to fly aimlessly pffff lying underground you hear a sound of sinking balls: a singing queen ne’er seen nor herd all she ever meant to mean was love is loving love as loves are lovely to mean.
Come one come null, to roll the dye that is yr soul, and soon you’ll earn theres more control overruled ingester’s court, overruled in Jest errs Feeld.
Haha teehee, its soon, or, nay, very well then, as you were, off you go, the more you unknow, the farther you land right back here where you began, almost as if “it” twas planned, supplies our demanding your attention at hand!
If you will then you went, alright already, heaven scent, smell you later, anticipator, gotta go cuz jesters scrying if you caught my draft implying the imp is lying in the hole that is I’m sorry do you mind moving we’re trying to tea here!
Good gracious & Zounds! Improving proof is out of bounds fore thee proof is in the putting, silly putty, lest you forget this squirrel is nutty, so go collect your dirty worms elsewhere where the air is the air is the air is the air…
Join us jesters as we journey deep, betwixt the golf balls of thy sleep! For the score is dumbfoundingly unjust what you reap so what? “So what indeed so what so what”’… Thus spoke the jester to the game, & so now thou wishes it just the same…