Double, double toil and trouble
I don't wish to burst a bubble
But dramatist like Shakespeare
Made it clear he had no fear
Of wise witches and warlocks
Or any spell that reason mocks
All the world is but a stage
Where the poets release rage
To be free or not to be
Was a quote meant to be
A question of existence
Met with a little resistance
The tragety is so sublime
It is a comedy of rhyme
