There are jesters everywhere.
Every office, every school.
And on every train and bus.
“Entertain us!” people shout at the jesters.
And they do.
Telling jokes, performing pratfalls.
Juggling things, and simple slight-of-hand close magic tricks.
They make everyone happy.
Much happier than when there were clowns everywhere.
People like the jesters more than the clowns.
Clowns sometimes get sad, and they cry.
Jesters do not get sad. They are always happy.
Constantly in motion, going from person to person, cheering them up.
Cheering all up who watch them.
When a jester grows tired, another appears, and we are all happy.