Laughter-Loving Dionysus

LAUGHTER-LOVING DIONYSUS

 

Laughter-loving Dionysus

In his mortal garment worn

Has eternal hold and leases,

In his temple nightly born.

 

Laughter-loving Dionysus

Before the first act drains a glass.

His fingertips he lightly kisses;

Winks at both the lad and lass.

 

Laughter-loving Dionysus

Attends a party for the cast

Where they serve white wine and cheese. This

Supper is this body's last.

 

Laughter-loving Dionysus

Prepares the mortal guise to doff:

Thread-bare at top and lined with creases,

It's time to take the garment off.

 

Laughter-loving Dionysus’

As he leaves the backstage door.

Lovingly is torn to pieces

By manic Maenads by the score.

 

Laughter-loving Dionysus

Finds a garment bright and new:

Tries it on, finds it pleases,

And starts the cycle all anew!