Hark, a fool!

Ye jingling cometh into resolve as thou wanderest deeper into ye tunnel. Thou recognize ye jingling as that of a fool's bells, and sure enough, thou comest upon a cuerious fool.

He cackleth and begineth to speak shrilly,

"Thou hast come upon ye Wizards' fool

Who hath done flunked of Wizards' school

So gods be good, gods be kind

You'll move along and pay no mind!"