You're a man named Stagefright
And you interrupted my play
You have no right to do so
And I have something to say

Your attacks start early
Before the curtain rises
You say they won't like my jokes
Or my well planned surprises

You murmur that I'll trip
That lines will slip my mind
And half the crowd is deaf
The other half, blind

But I'll step up on that stage
And give my best show
The crowd will roar with laughter
And you, they'll never know

Because I promise you this
By the end of the night
I'll find you, my nemesis,
And murder a man named Stagefright!

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Phaestian, in the year 999 AF.