Poetry: Joseph Moncure March's 'The Wild Party'

An excerpt describing Kate, my character in The Wild Party, who I can't wait to play!
Opens in May... 


"The only one not on hand was Kate. 
She was Queenie's red-headed running-mate. 
She was rakish, and tall: 
Slim-legged; slim-hipped: 
Naughty of eye, and expressive-lipped. 
Always in vogue:
Vicious, 
Capricious: 
A rogue—
But her manner was gay, and delicious. 
She could make a Baptist preacher choke
With laughter over a dirty joke. 
A touch of her flesh would drive you fey 
She could pull you in
To a state of sin
So fast it would take your breath away; 
And you'd love it, and beg her to let you stay. 
She had wrecked more homes
With lust's delight
Than most women could have
With dynamite. 
She was cute, 
Lecherous: 
Lovable, 
Treacherous: 
And about as healthy as a cobra's bite."