There were three drunken Fat Guys
Who attended court one night.
They'd been at it several hours
They really were a sight.
They brought with them
All kinds of beer
From Bock to guinness stout.
They also brought a keg of ale
To ensure they'd not run out.

The room was called to order
As the King and Queen came in
On legs no longer steady
They stood and bowed and then
When given leave, they sat back down
While drinking in the back
Since standing up was such hard work
Their mugs they did attack

Then in came two more Fat Guys
Who joined them in the rear
They didn't come empty handed
They brought a case of beer
As court progressed the beer ran out
And they had to switch to ale
The Herald started sweating
He was nervous, you could tell.

But then the Herald started smiling
As the Queen whispered in his ear
He then called out for Michael
Their leader to Appear
They said that he was courteous
And chivalrous and more
When they made him a Queen's Companion
All Jaws just hit the Floor.

One thought came to each Fat Guy
"Michael Say it isn't So!"
All had to drink down more ale
To cushion off the blow
By the end of court, the ale was gone
And they were on the floor
But since they were all Fat Guys
We rolled them out the door.

Pretty much happened as the song went. In 1996 Michael of Aquitane (another of the original four and the one who came up with the name) was made a Queen's Companion being described at the personification chivalry and Grace in the Kingdom (You have to have met him to understand why half the kingdom was rolling on the floor). The King and Queen were trying hard to make us respectable. They didn't.