Just Roll the Dice

I rolled a nat one on my stealth check, hiding in plain sight  
The king saw me tripping over my own boots in the candle light  
The dungeon master sighed, dropped the screen on his knee  
I guess my rogue's got the grace of a donkey lost at sea  

Then the paladin tried to smite the locked pantry door  
He missed by a mile, face-planted hard on the stone floor  
We're supposed to save the realm from the growing dark