the composer sat on the stoop....

outside of Carnegie hall....
broken......defeated....
they had laughed at him....
they had screamed and laughed and thrown things....
he was humiliated !
all because of those stupid, TIGHT PANTS !!
he was busily conducting his symphony,
when he bent forward at the crescendo....
(in order to EMPHASIZE the moment)
and the freaking seam busted wide open !!!
to make matters worse,
he NEVER wore underwear when he conducted,
 as they constricted the  creative 'chi' which he was so known for...
so the bottom line is that his entire ASS was exposed to
the elegant men and women in the audience !!!
making him a LAUGHING STOCK !!!
to make matters worse, he had been so wrapped up in the music,
that he hadn't realized !!!
so he went on and on for eeeeeasily, 15 minutes !!
GOD !!!
what a fiasco !!!
what a debacle !!!
after the piece, he had run outside,
tears of shame pouring down his face.....
of course, he had wisely reached for his coat first....
and sitting there,
on the street on west 57th,
 he reached into his pocket....
and found an old, butter finger, candy bar....
what a picture.....
a man in a tux on the ground in new york city,
crying and eating a chocolate bar...