Dramedy

Attempting but to entertain the missus,
discovered me this early little gem.
Off Broadway, which has had its share of misses,
but this one, like a rose still on its stem,
thorns sharp, the petals radiant and textured,
its fragrance filled the audience with joy.
We left without feeling we've been lectured,
a feeling that can easily destroy,
wring out any last semblance of pleasure,
a pointing, wagging finger in your face.
So rare these days -- no lecture -- one must treasure,
must value it, must cherish and embrace.
As mighty as a pen is, it's no hammer.
So fewer proclamations, better grammar.