Unruly Movie-Goer
I saw a lad at the movie
He thought himself rather groovy
Laughing during sadness,
Growling during gladness
I thought he was rather goofy.
Then, halfway through the picture show
Everyone turned sour on him, though
He didn't seem to mind,
The crowd became unkind
And the usher said he must go.
written August 23, 2021
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