money in the banana stand - 1728 lyrics
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she should have died hereafter;
there would have been a time for such a word.
to-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
to the last syllable of recorded time;
and all our yesterdays have lighted fools
the way to dusty death. out, out, brief candle!
life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
that struts and frets his hour upon the stage
and then is heard no more. it is a tale
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
signifying nothing
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