Author’s note: Since returning yesterday from my third and youngest grandchild’s high school graduation in northern Indiana, I have been thinking and researching a piece on the capitol beltway’s little emperor class and the self serving drama piece they are performing for us. Fortunately, a blast for the past and Noel Coward came to my rescue with this collaborative piece as a result.
For a very special reason
I went north for this year’s graduation season
Their joy floated by as high as a kite
Which was most certainly their right.
Everyone there was excited over a future so gay
Nobody cared what DC people had to say
Though the Imperial City’s Beltway
Seemed really quite sadder
Than Rome before it fell from its height
This past Saturday graduation night
It was a most excellent and marvelous party
While DC played its smoke filled room game of leak and tell
A graduation party was in the fresh air
And guests came and went as they were
And they stayed as they were
Which is to say for them it was fun as hell
People’s behavior
In the Nation’s Capitol
Makes some of us aghast
As much of a slimy variety
In a formerly rules following society
Now by us on TV oozes past
If you have any mind at all
Gibbon’s divine Decline and Fall
Seems pretty flimsy
No more than a whimsy
By way of contrast
With events of this June week just past
It was a most excellent and marvelous graduation party
All who were there would say the joy was intense
Some of them knew what they had to do
What the people they knew
Would be doing a hundred years hence.
So on the front porch they talked about growing old gracefully
And Angele who’s ninety-four
Said, A, it’s a question of being sincere
And B, if you’re supple you’ve nothing to fear
Had she been able, she’d have swung from the chandelier
Copyright 2017 My Isle Seat/Noel Coward
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