Soliloquy - Three from ORFEAS by JUDGE SMITH

ORFEAS: (Judge)

Right, Ronnie’s big accordion work-out bollocks.
Time for me to slip off for a cup of tea and a reefer.
Guitar on the stand. And a modest exit….

Better. Much better.
I’m fed up with this.
I’m going to have a word with Morris about my Pension Fund,
See if I can’t knock this on the head for good.
I’m bored….

Right, time for the big finish.
And where’s the guitar?
Where’s the guitar?
WHERE’S THE GUITAR?
What do you mean, you don’t know.
No one’s moved it?
It was here, on the fucking stage.
Someone’s had it away.
Some wanker’s come up on stage, under your fucking noses,
And had it!
Get me the manager of this dump!

• Alternative
• accoustic
• narrative rock
• neo-classical-rock
• songs
• Glastonbury