Saturday, November 1, 2025

To My Row Z Seatmates

You go to the theater

And pay for your seat.

Perhaps you go often

Or just for a treat.

 

But when Act I begins,

To keep talking is rude,

Being clueless the reason

That I must conclude.

 

I regret my inaction,

Yet I was among

Other audience members

Who each held his tongue.

 

For maybe by saying,

Of course, with a smile,

“Please shut the f*** up!”

It would work for a while.

 

At least of their rudeness

They would be aware,

While likely confirming

They just didn’t care.

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