Les Mis,
The Summer Musical,
Made me far
Less Miserable.

It was such an enjoyable experience.
Even if Mr.Jen continued
To hide me in the very back.

Meena got promoted to be a prostitute.
I so wanted to be one.
I doubt Mr. Jen even considered me.

Meena got several solos.
Even more than Ethel.
But still, I got none.

While last year's musical,
Had a cast of twenty,
This year's had a cast of sixty.

This number rendered it impossible
To get to know any of the celebrities
As I did last year.

I didn't speak once to Vanessa.
I doubt she even remembered
Me from last year.

Meena spoke to her.
Moved up in the social sphere,
Meena now speaks to celebrities.

Meena has become a Kate.
She now is free to speak to whoever she likes.
And she's become a favorite of Mr. Jen.

But despite all faults,
It was the best part,
Of an otherwise dreary summer.

While it hurts
To be repeatedly shoved in the back,
I'm satisfied to be there.

I'd rather be in the back,
Than not included at all.
Which is all too frequent.

Born without talent,
At least not in areas I enjoy,
This is where I will be.

I must always settle
for any crumbs of bread,
That might be extended.

I must always watch,
As the celebrities eat their fill
Of admiration.

While Meena and Kate,
Get their large shares,
And are promised more to come.

I must be happy with the crumbs I can snatch,
Because I know I was lucky to get even that-
Because I know that soon,
they will be taken away.