THE TOASTMASTER'S FLY
Toastmaster toastmaster, where have you gone?
the bride and her father await,
at the threshold they stand exactly as planned
awaiting your welcoming call
like a preening bird in black and red
on an aristocratic estate.
Is it perhaps you've forgotten your lines
is a crisis of confidence striking,
your plumage gives you a right to speak
is something not to your liking?
Toastmaster toastmaster where are you now
has the lock on the toilet jammed?
your sense of timing has slipped a gear
why have you quitted the scene,
your absence hangs like a threat to all
the decisive moment damned.
Is it perhaps you've lost your place
in the overall scheme of things,
has your concentration ordained
a departure on spreading wings?
Toastmaster toastmaster where have you gone?
it seems you were called away,
a guilty secret an assignation
an appointment of sorts it seems
that soon will resolve in the nick of time
to keep this a special day.
The toastmaster has to follow his nose
when opportunities arise,
one of the traits he thrives upon
is the element of surprise.
Toastmaster toastmaster where are you now?
it seems you've been seen in the grounds,
an offer invited two people united
your absence now part of a bigger plan,
a flash of red picked out by the sun
with a lady in waiting doing the rounds.
Toastmaster toastmaster back at last
with the look like a satisfied nun,
serene as a peacock you've suddenly appeared
your sense of occasion firm and intact
though the bride and her father make note of the fact
that your fly has been left undone.
Thu 23rd Mar 2023 10:37
Thanks Stephen, funnily enough what triggered this off was the passing of a well known toastmaster whom I worked with a lot. He would have enjoyed the indelicacy of it, and he was devoted to his wife!
Thanks for reading and liking Stephen, Rudyard and Reggies Ghost.
Wed 22nd Mar 2023 08:47
A good read, Ray. The last verse is inspired. Perhaps they should have started without him.
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