THE-NEW-STARRY-ROLES-ON-
THE-OLD-WORLDLY-STAGE
Who awaits in the wings
to speak for a new age?
As Shakespeare once wrote:
all the world's a stage.
A role-player I am, girl.
A role-player you are.
Who awaits to be born,
to shine briefly like a star?
SHE-SURE-HAS-DESIGNS-
ON-HIM-NO?
Mutton dressed as lamb,
but she is a winner
with the young guy
done up like a dog's dinner.
Ah yes she has the guy
slobbering at the chops
in that catwalk costume
now newly in the shops.
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