A Man of Magnanimous Soul

A man of magnanimous soul Wakes up in the early morning Parts the curtains and picks up a call - The third Macbeth witch is calling She speaks like a favorite of King Lear Offers enticing plans for the evening But a man says to her “sorry dear I really can’t take this deceiving I’m not at all curious to know about Anything secretive, well-hidden While the sun shines, I’m going out I don’t waste time on the fruits forbidden” Then a man of magnanimous soul Tries to disconnect, whispers “damn” His wife appears, as he stops the call “Who that was?” she asks, he says “spam”.