Theater In Bachok

This morning I went to a theater show in Bachok I got comfortably seated on the first and only row with a glass of freshly squeezed watermelon naturally sweetened to perfection. The first actress to come on stage was a butterfly, performing brilliantly the most elegant dance just in the air Her wings were brown and white and then she landed with her feather light feet on a green leaf of a flowerless tree. The second actor came on immediately a white butterfly doing a rock and roll The birds came on stage before it was their turn but who cares about turns in this theater. A choir of invisible doves made their lovely sounds in the background for an aria of a proud yellow bird. When my drink was finished, I was allowed to go on stage and have a private chat with many actors They spoke a strange language but perhaps they understood my heartfelt praise.