All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 / 5:02 PM
Little lost childHypocritical much?
Tuesday, February 05, 2008 / 12:18 PM
You wait little girl on an empty stage For fate to turn the light onYour life little girl is an empty page That men will want to write on.To write on.You are sixteen going on seventeen Baby, it's time to thinkBetter beware be canny and careful Baby, you're on the brinkYou are sixteen going on seventeen Fellows will fall in lineEager young lads and roues and cads Will offer you food and wineTotally unprepared are you to face a world of menTimid and shy and scared are you Of things beyond your kenYou need someone older and wiser Telling you what to doI am seventeen going on eighteen I'll take care of you.I am sixteen going on seventeen I know that I'm naïveFellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet And willingly I believeI am sixteen going on seventeen Innocent as a roseBachelor dandies drinkers of brandiesWhat do I know of those?Totally unprepared am I To face a world of menTimid and shy and scared am IOf things beyond my kenI need someone older and wiser Telling me what to do You are seventeen going on eighteen I'll depend on you.
