Transcribed below. Perhaps we ought to offer an apology to Guillaume de Machaut, but we heard a rumor that he has been dead for some time.
My End Is My Beginning
My end is my beginning.
I stop right where I start.
Just when I think I’m winning,
My verse all falls apart.
I start right at the top,
Hopes bright and head held high,
But don’t know how to stop.
I’m flummoxed, which is why