For human folly, only a belly laugh!
Since all is forgiven, in all myself I see.
The fanatic spouting anathemas. The daft
millionaire. The pol and his duplicity.
For human folly, only a belly laugh.
For what is the drift of this comedy?
Together we dodge and feel our way. Your sin
might be my own in another bind. So be
true to the ironies we wander in.
For human folly, only a belly laugh.