In my little corner of the world, it is against the law to fly a kite nude. I borrowed the lyrics of a song you may know for my little tribute to “Mr. Kite” and his pursuit of happiness. In my opinion, nude kite-flying ought to join nude cake-batter diving as a new Olympic sport. Happy Fourth of July to my friends in the U.S.!
For the benefit of Mr. Kite
There will be a show tonight on trampoline
The Hendersons will all be there
Late of Pablo Fanque’s Fair, what a scene!
Over men and horses hoops and garters
Lastly through a hogshead of real fire.
In this way Mr. Kite will challenge the world!
The celebrated Mr. Kite
Performs his feat on Saturday at Bishopsgate
The Hendersons will dance and sing
As Mr. Kite flies through the ring. Don’t be late!
Messrs. K and H assure the public
Their production will be second to none
And of course Henry The Horse dances the waltz!
The band begins at ten to six
When Mr. Kite performs his tricks without a sound
And Mr. H will demonstrate
Ten summersets he’ll undertake on solid ground
Having been some days in preparation
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill!