I Walked Down To The Theater Poem by Rich Harney

I walked down to the theatre
one foot in front of another
and then the other.

A slow galumph lumber in two,
blame it on— one high heeled shoe.

Acting as if the sidewalk were uneven,
shadowing a posey,
the world a stage, my tutu gown
lines below my nosey.

Being a lopsided crank
I often draw a blank
it's then I want to spank
all tolerates I grieve in.

Along the way
to such and such a play
it rambles in my noggin
the lily pad life is all a scene
I may as well be a frog in.

The gibbous life is all
pretend upon pretense,
when I arrive at theater
this will all make sense.