is fantastic — verse-fluent, well-skilled to a role.
Their delivery's nimble, it's smart, and it's clear.
That's hard even for grown-ups, but their pace has a zip
that may sometimes in fact be a smidgeon too quick.
Props and visuals dazzle: the staging is rich
with its hula hoop, unicycle, pogo stick;
and the hairstyles evoke lots of groovy agos
(that red mohawk, bright yellow beehives, orange 'fros).
Let me also just say what a fine thing it is
to engage such great teamwork 'tween grown-ups and kids —
from grown Annegret Bauer's drums, fiddle, and chimes,
to the lights manned by Peter Gribizis, aged nine.
All in all, the show charmed, and I'm glad that I went.
And the time I spent grinning? One-hundred percent.
Megan Grumbling can be reached atmgrumbling@hotmail.com.
