O Juliet, Juliet! wherefore art thou Juliet?
Hall went silent, audience still as a stone.
Heavens, where the hell did the Juliet go?
Curtain falls, director shouts like a boar,
Oh my, oh my gosh, where is my rose ?
Check the boudoir, behind every door
Find her now or the play will be doomed.
Screams in the back, A stagehand got hurt
The Spotlight fell, It was the spot boy’s fault
Is this a curse or gods laughing at my cost?
In this chaotic agony, I finally see Rose.
Tending the wound of the fallen crew.
She shouts at me
“Call the ambulance boon.“
I am done with this play, I am done with you
Im done being Juliet - She leaves the room.


