I wish to be a soapie star, I'm way too old I know,

but Jeez, I'd like the days I have to all progress that slow;

I wake up on a Monday and the week is past so soon,

but if I was on TV it would still be Tuesday noon!

And what if I were dying on my bed the last time round?

The screens above the nurses giving out a beeping sound,

I'd tell my grieving family to save their torrid tears,

Because we're in a soapie, and I'll beep away for years!

And when I dive into that final ghostly melting pot,

don't write me off just yet, it all depends upon the plot;

perhaps next year I'll live again, my health restored to fine,

amazing what can happen in a soapie storyline!

So live your life as though today was written in a script,

and never fret about the chances that you think have slipped;

another drama waits out there, perhaps a broken heart,

who cares? It's all rehearsal, so go on, and play your part!