Sextuple Dare

Today one took exactly what one had –
in this case, one’s six heads (not bad
for an array of crania) – and wrote a page
of mania they could recite upon the stage:

lately they’ve been aching for the limelight –
“write a roundelay and make it rhyme right!”
So I did the thing, which they then memorized –
but when time came to sing, the six were paralyzed!

Or so at first I thought: but no, they were content
to sit there on a chair, with no particular intent
to do more than to gaze and stare out into air.
They had colluded on a double – well, sextuple – dare:

to see if they could get me to produce a way or mean
to gather up an audience and get them seen.
Six heads don’t have too many places they can go.
When the chips are down, put on a show.

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