I remember back in the day
when they used to advertise crap
like Andrew Lloyd Webber musicals
on television - maybe they still do. Point
is it took balls, blithe-ass pure brass
intuition, and a set of assumptions
I'm disinclined to examine
to drop a spot of Evita on telly
in the middle of Kung Fu Theater.
I was captivated.
I kept my promise!
You keep your distance!
And to this day I have,
but even as a kid I was like
what is this they're pitching us?
Do they get any traction from this?
It seemed impossible. Maybe as impossible
as some of what Evita Peron herself
actually did.
Whatever that may be. I look at it
as between her
and howevermany adoring fans,
and Andrew Lloyd Webber. That man
made history come alive in song.
Don't believe me?
See Evita.
Let me know then
what you think.
Any good?
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Monday, February 01, 2021
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All this time back then I thought I
was the real target. Kids! Come
see the show! But now I think
maybe I was wrong. Maybe I
was the real target. Me-now.
The nostalgia draw. You
play a long game, Sir Andrew.
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(I couldn't fit that in anyplace)
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