My Hard Expression

At first, my hard expression, thus inspected,
Showed a flat refusal to allow
The demon actor to take one more bow.
He wasn’t red, or even red-complected,
Just a little pink. His eyes deflected
Our concern. I made a solemn vow,
Complete with “ever thus” and “thee” and “thou
Among the crew,” which left the crew dejected.

My wife deplored my attitude. She laughed,
But I was scared, and tried to make her see
That he would bring damnation, wantonly,
Upon the whole production, weakly staffed
By lovelorn students without art or craft,
But she stood firm there, for calamity.