Act Three

Act Three’s the dance act

with the alien.

Unlike the first two acts,

sesquipedalian

it ain’t. We go for mono-grunts

and soft shoe glides.

The music’s punky funk.

No waterslides

or other fancy stage tricks

will you find.

Act Three is when you get

to lose your febrile mind

and funny body.

Had to end someday.

A trifle shoddy.

But that’s the play.

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