Mr. Plum - Robert Charlebois

The curious person is Mr Plum

Never Plum (?)

Though he had a one foot leg

A one foot trunk

& a head going one foot high

He juggled daggers without buzz

& sent them flashing through the sky

Always a child & never a man

Poor Mr Plum

The dwarf

He courted Big Bella the bareback rider & tried her

He juggled she rode …

Soon were the appearance of an angelic son

Who caught their days & stole their nights

They called him Gabriel …

Always a child & never a man

Glad Mr. Plum

The dwarf

Sweet Gabriel brought them joy for seven years

Blast all fears

Then suddenly to the dwarf’s dismay

This brillant boy grew taller day by day

Soon the son outgrew his heir

And joy to jealousy gave away

Always a child & never a man

Sad Mr. Plum

The dwarf

Poor Mr Plum grew sick & cold with envy

With envy

Then one night the moon in his head

& moaning in secret

He wished his son dead

A roar of rath

He flashed his knife

& Severed Gabriel’s head

Always a child & never a man

mad Mr. Plum

The dwarf

As favour to the ___ of the condemned

Like a friend

The hangman …

But the mad dwarf shouting

Shattered the …

No I want to die like a man

And the hangman he…

No longer a child at last a man

… Mr Plum

The dwarf (x 9)