Lawrence Hall, HSG
But Who Else Could You Be?
Cf. Shakespeare, Sonnet 13
O that I were myself? Of
course I am
Who else could I possibly want
to be?
No one rocks a morning
mirror like me
(and probably no one wants
to do so)
My beloved mother said I
was special
(I think that was a
compliment – maybe?)
And you’re pretty nifty
yourself, you know -
I like the cut of your
metaphorical jib
And we are ourselves, of
course we are -
Eccentrics together, following
a star!
