At the beginning there was the Universe, Where your naked Alter Ego was looking at you endearingly, And then finally you got up, Having as your first to-do some cloth shopping.
An eerie road has come to a stop, And at the end of the stop Is standing a mob, in masks, and barring the road in town, I hope, that masks are only because of the local lockdown.
She wants him to be athletic, beautiful, chivalrous, cute, fun, handsome, intelligent, merry, ****, sweet and witty, He, on the other hand, wouldn't mind a pizza.
Imagine a country, where the question "Why not?" is a serious criminal offence. All the geniuses and idiots would be in prison, I guess. And I wonder, what would happen then.
We know a little, before the begin of the play, Our hidden secrets will be ours, till the end to stay, The plot is twisted, the future lies straightaway.