I’m the comic-relief,
lower class, a bit plump,
and a little past my prime,
but I charm you with a line,
don’t I, know the ins and outs—a wink–
the doings of the great and small?
I gather gossip like pocket lint, and
hold it there, to share with all
(but only when I need it). I never play a noble, only
a servant at my betters’ beck and call–
forgotten in-between the scenes, and I never get the handsome guy–
but I let it fly—because,
well, you know why?
When after all those touching songs and breathless sighs
the sweet, young lovers die (a tragedy, I’m sure)–
here I am hearty and alive
and furthermore– I thrive.
For Ingrid’s prompt on dVerse to write in the voice of a fictional character.
I heard this song (it is funny) performed by Broadway star Rebecca Luker, who died of ALS in December. It made me think of the opposite, what the comic-relief characters might say—for example the Nurse in Romeo and Juliet or Madame Thénardier in the musical Les Misérables.