Stan Laurel (1890–1965) I'd rather be skiing, or hoisting a piano up a flight of steps. I’d rather be on stage in Glasgow. Skiing, I might break a leg — no, hold on, I might break my neck. The piano might be smashed to bits — no, hold on, it might be me who’s smashed. So on the whole, nurse, I’ve decided that I’d rather go to Glasgow; after all, however bad the crowd, I’ve never died on stage.
"Stan Laurel".
from "Last Words" - a sequence of poems each starting with the last words (sometimes apocryphal) of a well-known person.
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