5TH & MARIGOLD - A BETTER PLAY

All week I've been griping about the awful play my neighbor is rehearsing, loudly, for hours at a time. Then I got to thinking and realized that wasn't very fair. Not unless I wrote a play that was better--then I could rightfully complain.

So I did.

It ain't much, but it's slightly finer than the hysterics happening next door.