the great drunken square dance of life
Let healers be healers
And drunkards be drunkards
And scribblers scribble and occasionally share their lines
Let balcony dwellers dwell on balconies
And let drummers drum at appropriate times of the day
Let children make mischief so that they see
Where mischief may lead
Let the isms and the ologies stew in their own juices
Let them be allocated short periods of time
To elucidate their arguments in controlled environments
Let there be penalties for those who TALK IN ALL CAPS
In built-up areas – at least restore their sense of hearing
Or temporarily attentuate mine
Let dogs be dogs and keep them away from me
Let cats be cats except under stages
Let luddites be – just let us be
Let ranters rant
It doesn’t last long
Even this one is almost over
Let us all sing and let us all dance
In our own way
And let us swap back and forth
In the great drunken square dance of life
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