In Praise of Lady Macbeth

In Praise of Lady Macbeth By Elton Camp Poor Lady Macbeth so many revile But a weak-willed hubby was a trial He had an excellent chance to be king Yet to bring it about wouldn’t do a thing He didn’t want to act to help it occur Hopes fate’ll crown him without his stir King Duncan was in her castle to sleep Into his chamber she proceeded to sneak She didn’t let scruples get in the way Rather, the old king proceeded to slay And acted wisely without any shame So that his attendants took the blame So she got a little blood on her hand He decisive action was a thing so grand Duncan to perdition was gone She and he sat on the throne Perhaps she couldn’t be called kind Yet, it’s too bad she lost her mind To Lady Macbeth, let’s raise a statue Courageous for what she had to do