jumpsuited, lithe and sparkling
a sprite bounding
from the pages of a picture book
spirited from the facets of a disco ball
he called to us
in voice glorious
and growling
occasionally howling
and in his misfit madness
he sang away our sadness
remaking us
from freak to unique
in lycra or a sharp suit
accessorized with sharper wit
this Pied Piper of outcasts
lead us along
in a cloud of Stardust
and midnight dreams
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