Friday, May 20, 2011

A Sonnet for Bert Lahr

Your love for Mercedes was complex,
But you had endless courage on your side
To overcome her pain, mental affects
And seek another one to lie beside.

Her, your Mildred, grew impatient waiting,
Causing you to lose two different mates,
As she married, reduced your heart to skating
On thin ice, pounding on its ribcage gate.

But, as all great love stories will tell us
You won her back despite demanding work
And travel that you needed for success
In the dust and grime, show business murk.

Though your record doesn’t show a scion
You were never man, you were a lion.

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