
Before Paul kidnapped the inclines
To your icy, try-again heart --
Did you count up your peripherals?
Were wishes loaded into a cart?
I couldn't stand to be so curious
So I had to seek it out--
In the window past the tap dance widow
You can put your eye up to the glass,
Woo Fat and his Curiosity Shop
Well, it nearly killed this cat and ass--
I set fire to my hat box, then I used the Eye Doctor's gazebo to nap.
The sounding aura, bounding flora, hounding Laura,
Turn that radio off at last--
A mop might eat into the running
For the Proprietor's unfortunate task=
Put the fox back where it's cunning,
Wooden villain, his son is just a flask.
Inspired by "Where The Sun Don't Shine." Peek around more about that at http://www.tremendo.org/index.html
2 comments:
I'm ashamed...deeply ashamed...it took me thins long to unearth this moving tribute. Thank you!
Lots of reaction to this play.
Some here:
http://www.sffringe.org/fringe06/06reviews/where.html
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