In the part of the musical
where all the plans come together
and the melodramatic swell
of the villain’s cacophony of atrocities
all coalesce into those final
exquisite orchestral soundings
I found myself overcome.

When the band boomed on
and the heroine squealed in fear
there was not a dry eye in the house
nor dry pants in my seat.
I wet myself
over the wonder of the show
peed through that part
of the powerful performance.

It was a strong show,
is what I’m saying.
The orchestra’s playing
the protagonist’s singing
left me losing composure and control.

I can’t say
it’ll be the same for you
but this show might be most appreciated
if you’re already Depends-dependent.