Wind Ya Neck In Missis.

I see a lot of things go on

In music theatre, things going wrong.

I try to keep my nose quite clean

And turn a blind eye to what's seen

It's hard though as a know-it-all

To ignore the stories, blank the falls

Feeling a duty to forewarn the others

As if I'm the culture fairy godmother

That's what I'm not no matter what I've seen

I'm just someone who's in the scene.

I need to stop being a keyboard junkie

It's not my circus, they're not my monkeys.

So time it is to take a break

From social media, mind's at stake.

If I'm not workin' I'll just sometimes check in

And at last, oh joy, I'll wind my neck in.