The Soloist

A Poem by MsMermaid

Humor and Whimsey Public Domain Clipart

The Soloist

His voice was steady as he began

The sweet melody to sing.

His serious face was like a plan

To sculpture some divine thing.

The Aria echoed through the hall

Impeccably, perfectly pitched.

Heartfelt emotion enjoyed by all

Until the mood suddenly switched.

A wave of laughter began to grow

The performer began to frown.

What was wrong with his solo?

His trousers had fallen down!

© 2011 MsMermaid

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Added on November 22, 2011
Last Updated on November 23, 2011

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MsMermaid

Spokane, WA

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I've been writing poetry since I was a child, but I still have a lot to learn. I like the old fashioned rhyme and meter style of poetry, but have tried my hand at Haiku and other styles. I hope to hon.. more..