In the land of the letter I needed a better sweater

In the land of the letter
I needed a better sweater
In the land of the theatre
I needed another liter
In the land of desire
I play on a high wire
Hopscotch across stampant feet
For you see my quest
Is not yet complete
To abort without accomplace
Of a setting more pompous
Delerium in a race
Seen on the expression
On your face
Lock and load
Last one there is a toad.