Come What May

Interesting day
Art imitates life
Saw a play
Identified with the strife

Made a judgement call
Which seems to have paid off
Plans are now afoot
Water flows again through my trough

Who knows what will happen
When they finally come to fruition
I’ll have to wait and see
‘Tis my act of contrition

When the May Pole swings
I shall know the score
Until then I’ll skip along
And think about it no more

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