A Make-believe World!

Oh Boy! That’s quite amazing!

It is not she as seen first,

And it is not him who he was then.

All this a make-believe world?

What it looks like is not what as felt,

What felt is not what looked like?

Then is this not a make-believe world?

So much good in the evil looking kinds,

And so much bad in the good-looking folks;

Rightly or wrongly so is this make-believe world.

It’s all an odd world, full of makeup;

In the morning with wonder one gets up

To find the same guy not the very one.

Then is not this a make-believe world?

Why did not God let them be His open books

And make them all some wonderful souls

With age, health and temper without a loss,

To make this world true to believe?

Oh Boy! What make-believe world is?