TAME

 

Music and Soft Shoe were sneaking backstage at the circus.  Soft Shoe notices Music’s  gone.

‘Music?’ he whispers, ‘Music?’

‘Hey, Shoe? C’mere.’ Music’s standing in a cage.

Soft Shoe sees Music lose his head to two lions.

“Music has charms to TAME the savage breast,” I told him, “not claim.”