Poem: What A Gig. Weird To Say? So Be It.

I saw Michael Jackson in concert. Incredible. It was the mid-90s, you still had to line-up to buy concert tickets on the day they went on sale. That seems weird enough now – right? I woke up at 5am and got in the queue – it was already way down the street. When the first person got their tickets – the booth opening at 9am – they drove off cranking Billi…