a darned fool, hopeless retard,
To dare question divine words
and the wisdom of The Bard.
Oft I pick his oysters at random
and work hard to make a dent,
But I never get a single pearl
not a clue to what he meant!!!
Of all those oysters that refuse
to crack open and yield the fruit,
There's one that irks me most
and gives me the hardest boot.
Having spent all of my IQ and
every bit of my wit to figure it,
I pass it on to you better cooks
to tenderize it for your own spit.
If all the world's a stage, and
we all be its puppets unwitting,
Who's writing for my damn role
and where's the audience sitting?
It's yours now to chew and digest
Work it, devour it as you see fit,
And if it irks you too take it with
a pinch of salt or As You Like It!
