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Vintage Ham by John T. Baker (a remembrance of when I trod the boards) |
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I well recall my life on stage And in my reminiscing I realize that something now Somehow is sadly missing. I'll not forget those opening nights When just before the curtain My jangling nerves kept warning me I'd lost my lines for certain. I still can feel the butterflies That raced around inside me As petrified I prayed to God For clues and cues to guide me; And all the while I'd curse show biz And vow anew to quit it; And once again I'd ask myself Just why the hell I did it! And yet despite the agony And mental perturbation I must confess I've not since felt Such sheer exhilaration. The footlights cast a magic spell, An ambiance harmonic; A wondrous world held out its arms -- My kingdom histrionic . . . But now no more will I perform . . . You may as well unmask me; Another play? . . . No way, Jose! . . . Unless, of course, they ask me! |
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