Life’s A Theatre

Life’s a theatre
World’s a stage
Face contorts diff’rent sage
Feelings play and make the page.
Feel like wanna end the play
And only think of one way.
Don’t surrender, oh dear May
You’ll feel great when you sway.
Bag the crown when you may
Smile to shining crowd of clay.
Less make you man of the day
Like, duh! They don’t pay.
Oh, dear May of Gaunt you say
You’ll tower everyone who’ll lay
A finger or two will decay
Oh! Sure you can walk the bay!
Still think naught but that way?
Oh, please! You end your day
The world’s full of nuts but saints
That sees stars to make a paint.

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E.R Baguinaon (January 2018)