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from todays prompt:

I frowned at the gown, though I’m sure it frowned first

though from the choice in the wardrobe, it wasn’t the worst –

I looked long at this atrocity and long indeed it is

but getting in touch with a feminine side was getting me all in a tizz.

The script had looked fantastic, but I hadn’t begged this part –

upon me it was foisted, now I look like some ole tart!

How was I so elected to be a slap-up panto dame?

My on and off stage reputations will never be the same!


Although I wrote this for the threewordsaday challenge, I clearly had the poetry101rehab prompt for this week in mind also, so am entering this there too!