All The Stage's A World

   Black white dull light flows over the world.



The mosquitoes and bees fly again,

No fleas or ticks(myself) here tonight,

Only the (kings) and (queens).



gridlock,

traffic jam,

police man "stop,"


rush hour,


cruise control.



The mosquitoes and bees fly high and wide,

(Fluttering wings beating euphonious melodies)

A few sting people and die.



But euphony,

cannot shroud the cacophony,

while fleas and ticks(myself),

are not (will be) here tonight.