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Tonight, for your enjoyment, a stage
Where newlyweds don't touch as they undress.
Please, don't smirk if this seems grotesque
Or hint that the show might cancel
Before its characters assemble
Their dignity, or more realistically,
A few new clever ways to be,
Or even to pretend to be.
Go, return, clear a place to place the urn.
An audience may applaud with glee
The great soloist's deaf progeny,
But the unannounced will claim anyone.
At intermission some must pay.
Stay seated. At curtain's fall you'll have your turn.
Fingers fumble at their robes. Then hunt.
Though a kiss is all we want. If we want.