I dearly love the theater,
Its' relief from daily strife.
A story played out on a stage,
Imitating life.
You never can be sure
Exactly what may happen next;
What bold surprises lie in store
Within the playwrights text.
And when the final curtain
Brings a satisfying end,
It's like sprinkles on my ice cream,
And life is good again.
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