Strutting and Fretting

“Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage” – Shakespeare Mcbeth

Velvet curtain raises
ENTER Sula stage left
How much of my part is written?
How much am I free to ad lib?
Are my movements and words authentic
Or a trifle too practiced and glib?
Do I have any say in the scenes ahead
Or is it all cast in stone?
Am I privy to the plot
Or only my own lines known?
My costume a little ill fitting
The lighting somewhat severe
I may very well stumble and duff it
The show will go on
Never fear
Kindly hold off throwing tomatoes
It’s not as easy as it seems
I’m here without rehearsal
Unsure where I fit in the scheme
So soon the scene is over
Was my performance true or trite?
A few bars of music
EXIT Sula stage right

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