The Lion and Albert - a Poetry Friday post for National Poetry Month

[kellyrfineman]

My grandfather on my mother's side was a great one for songs and stories and performance pieces. Years ago, I found a copy of this monologue by Marriott Edgar amongst his papers. I forgot about it until yesterday when Angela was reciting "My Friend Jim," which includes the line "tomatoes are soft and don't bruise the skin, but this one did - it was

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[ex_lgburns]

Bloody hell, that was spectacular!

So much more fun to hear it read than to read it meself on the screen.

Loree
(who has aquired a little accent, y'see)

[kellyrfineman]

Is he not marvelous?

[boreal_owl]

"What do you usually pay?"
Love it!!!

[kellyrfineman]

I've laughed about this poem off and on for years, and today seemed the day to post it.

[saralholmes]

That guy's brilliant---his ability to summon character with a twitch of his eye!

[kellyrfineman]

I thought he was brilliant.

[liz_scanlon]

OK. I have got to watch that again. Lordy, I love that.

[kellyrfineman]

Me too.

[cloudscome]

"What waste all our lives raising children
To feed ruddy lions? Not me!"

ROFL He is unbelievable! Thanks for making my day.

[kellyrfineman]

You are most welcome!