The poem shows the realms of life. The poem shows the realms of life.

The World is a Stage, the Bard said, Actors all of us, didn't he? The World is a Stage, the Bard said, Actors all of us, didn't he?

To keep your days lucky Be your wife's puppy To keep your days lucky Be your wife's puppy

In one way or the other, we all are caricatures. In one way or the other, we all are caricatures.

You are international they are local thieves to be burnt later. You are international they are local thieves to be burnt later.

Some Aerobic and Athletic. Some Aerobic and Athletic.