I know I like to self–righteously talk a lot of the time. I’m a fan of my voice, what can I say? But I am also a man of the people, a blue-collar, hard-working joe and I have my sleeves rolled up to prove it. So, although it pains me, it’s clear that some people are just not going to read my delightful play, which is an absolute bummer (sincerely!) To appease these peoples’ busy schedules, I will sum up the play into a tidy Senryū. To surmise, again for those busy people who don’t have time to examine that Wikipedia story, a Senryū is essentially a haiku without the class. That is to say, they tend to be about human experience instead of natural observation. The following will tell you everything you need to know about my play:
Two men of the cloth And a steeple gone askew. Petty spats ensue.
So, if you actually want to know what my play is about, you should probably just stop being a jerk and read it. C’mon, seriously, it’s a ten-minute play.
Anyway you can post your play?
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