“It doesn’t look like a poem, but it is”
For theatre and lots of fun,
But this play it was not the one
(The) Dark Earth and the Light Sky
The thought it did fill me with fear,
For Frankenstein made me feel queer,
With dialogue so dry.
He wrote poems like Adlestrop,
But longed to serve though he was Pop,
The thought of going o’er the top,
Appealed though he might die.
His handsome voice filled th’Almeida,
But sympathy did not appear,
Ed’s not a likeable guy.
Their gifts so praised, their faults permissed,
And Ed’s quite the misogynist,
Which makes you wonder why.
Including Hattie Morahan,
As his tolerant wife Helen,
Who d’serves a better guy.
Narration’s split annoyingly,
The fourth wall breaks repeatedly,
It made me want to cry.
I found it lacked a human touch,
Without illuminating much,
To answer why, Ed, why.