“Oh the raven,” Edgar says dropping the microphone.
Darius shortly takes the stage, “Free! That you know what owes me money. How can I get over it? Bang, bang.” He too drops the microphone and exits stage right.
The room gets quiet.
Marcy who is hosting the event picks up the microphone.
“Anyone else want to say anything? We still have the place for thirty more minutes,” she says.
Curtis and Brenda stand in line.
“You can go first,” Brenda says.
Curtis gladly grabs the microphone, he’d been waiting for this moment since he lost everything and got ripped off by his brother who fraudulently claimed his veteran’s benefits.
“Am I the president? Or am I just a soldier? Who do I complain to? I think I’ll pay for my free meal. I think I’ll take my clothes off and stand outside naked for freedom,” Curtis places the microphone on the stand and starts taking his clothes off. Brenda hurries and stops him.
She grabs the microphone,
“It’s a hard knock life, please pay him no attention.”
At this moment the audience thinks it’s a part of the act so Brenda hurries and hugs Curtis before he pulls down his pants.
“I love you Curtis,” she says as the curtain closes.
The place erupts with clapping and laughter.
The End.
A room filled with veterans and poets.
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