The Story of Macbeth

There once was a man who wanted to be king,
So he did some very terrible things.

He and a friend ran into some sisters.
The kind that can make you have magical blisters.

The sisters said that one would be king,
And one would not.
One's son's would reign,
And one's would not.

HIs ambition grew and knocked his morals out of sight.
He wants to be king. This is now his plight.

But the man who would be king got in a rush,
and lots of lives got flushed.

His wife pushed him to kill.
Their love was a drug;
Some sort of pill.

So he did as she commanded,
But while under her spell,
he came to love this crime of bloodshed.

Paranoia. Guilt. Fear.
All mixed together in his atmosphere.

He's falling in a deep abyss of despair.
Murdered his loyal friend.
Screaming, ¨Who are you? Where?¨
Now into oblivion; he descends.

His wife murdered from afar.
Then when she felt trapped,
She killed herself.
Released from the bell jar.

A noble cousin has found out the truth,
Though it took no sleuth,
To figure out what Macbeth had done.
And now his head is none.