A Story Within a Story

Having plots within plots I suppose it was a story And telling you that with zeal It was very complicate So, for a moment I paused And dived to think The story is telling about us And we are ourselves the characters But nowhere is the author, writer This is a big trick played upon us And treated us, as if, we are pawns Meanwhile you go impatience And pressed me to tell you The part next But how I can tell you, you are trapped So I pretend to forget the story And quickly came to the end To tell you that the boat sank If the boat didn’t sink I would be too surprised As nothing is used to make it And it has no place to go.