Claque, Claque, Claque

(Who's There?)

One king told himself, (and any of his kids that would hear),
that once you’re on stage you better have either
a talent, a cause, or a claque.


If your superior gets curious…
take a sick leave.


Anyone who can tell you “what is wrong with you,”
does not know what is wrong with you.


If you’re going out to play,
you can go out as far as you like...


Do remember this rule regarding Secondary games
(and not the confused version generally used in the City), to wit:
If you can’t lose,
you can’t play.