Well guys, I thought I'd try something a bit different again tonight, some observational poetry, and seeing as I'm sitting here currently in rehearsal for a show I'm in on Wednesday, what better opportunity to observe than with a variety of wonderful peoples around me. This one's close to my heart because we've, I think I'm well within my rights to say this, lost access to the drama studio at the last minute and have been basically bent over and violated as a society... So yeah, there we go!
Spotlight's on us
The stage is set, the actor's prepare,
Donning their outfits and doing their hair.
Some say this show's a shambles,
But we don't really care.
We're going to give you a show,
One you'll never forget.
Well worth the price of admission
Though we've no real costumes or set.
We've comedy, and songs and even some poi.
This is a night you'll always remember
For its laughter, its mirth and its joy
So close to the month of November.
This is no ordinary show my friends,
I'll tell you how it goes.
This is our protest to make amends
Against our lack of studio.
So roll up roll up,
Come one, come all,
This isn't the greatest show on earth,
But we're damned if we're gonna fall!
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