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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