In a door out a door, in a window
out the side. snap lines, quick ins
fast riffs laughs and fines. how
many straight faces does it take
to make a funny. how many prat
falls drop ‘em down to tickle tummy.
farce screams, talent gleams, young
and yearning, flash and learning.
these are the days to do it, build
those friendships. make the sighs.
we’ll look to see y’all later, when
the vision’s come to high.