He strides the stage in gartered bands,
Close to his Lady, he expands,
yet soon to earth with bump he lands.
A sea of sound surrounds the stalls
He hearkens, though each hiss appalls,
And takes a bow to harsh cat-calls!
(27 December 1995)
Jonathan ROBIN
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-eagle-s-malvolio-after-alfred-tennyson-the-eagle-and-william-shakespeare/
