Welcome to Chapter 2 & the Ongoing Saga that is ‘Pandora’s PlayHouse’,
A Pantomime of Pinafores & Metaphors & Off the Cuff Rebuffs, Diamonds
In the Rough Ground Down to Virtue Signaling Semaphores for Sophomores
Searching the Harder Stuff.
And like an Absentee Landlord Quarantined in A House of Many Rooms
Where ‘It Ain’t What You THINK It Is, But It IS What It LOOKS Like‘,
She Just Throws Her Hands in the Air & Waves them like She Just Don’t Care.
No One Seems to be At Home, Though they left their Broken Shadows There.
So, Please Enjoy the Emoluments Of ‘Absentee Ballet’, A Dance with Idle Omens
& Games of Chance. Of Sweetmeats, Treats & Other Musical Feats to be Found
As we move Around through the Sounds of Pandora’s PlayHouse,
Rooted in the Reverb of Higher Ground.
And Welcome to The MadHouse.
And Remember: “IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR IT, YOU ARE THERE!”
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