Poems by Themis

The Player

Keep your head, my heart, my heart,

Keep your head;

If you muddle through your part,

You'll soon be dead.

If you bungle all your task,

Day after day,

Tossing off your painful mask,

Who'll play the play?

Grant this much to Him who thought

Playing such fun;

Pretend to be what you are not —

For 'tis all one.

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