Mark Morris

William Morris was wallpaper
Morris Day, he worked with Prince
Morris Minor needs a driver
Desmond Morris worked with chimps
But here’s a dancing Morris
Who’s no stranger to a chorus
And though I am no Horace
I can race through a thesaurus
And garland him in verse
He makes up dances for the stages
He’s all the rage or he enrages
And soon he’ll jump right off the pages
Of a memoir personal and perverse
(Of which for better or worse,
I have been the wet nurse)
He’s here tonight to read for us
The one, the only
Mark Morris