and, in conclusion . . .

and, in conclusion . . .

my favorite mime
didn’t wear that silly white makeup
did sport a top hat over blondielocks
did play a lovely harp with skillful panache

his name was arthur
born adolph, but a cheap bully stained that name forever

arthur’s antical grin showed there was a little boy in there
calling many of the shots

offstage he liked to golf and talk
privately he golfed naked
publicly he was part of the algonquin round table,
adding to its mix of deep and diverse wit

whenever a guest arrived late
he would say loudly, “AND, IN CONCLUSION . . .”

he was a consummate clown
he was a lovely man