I've been living on the coast,
In a plot from a play;
People say it's strange,
Why I've been acting this way;
I'm at a loss for words,
My lines have gone to pot;
Don't know where I'm going,
I think I've lost the plot;
I was standing on a stage,
And was laden with fright;
I think I'll break a leg,
In the middle of the night;
It's not just another episode,
It's just my command performance.
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