There is something that I had wanted to know,
How the Bard wanted his ideas to sow.
He called the world a stage so grand and big,
You will not find another even if to the Earth's core you dig.
A play takes place where the villain is someone you mock,
Who is neither Antonio nor Bassanio or Shylock.
A play of mixed feelings, treachery and betrayal,
Was the Bard's own idea of life's portrayal.
Life be a platform of undying love or rage,
And with that he meant 'All the world's a stage.'
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