Unused to the theatre I thought I’d try my hand and right on cue I went and fell for the leading man When my guard was down He delivered his first lines Well-rehearsed and confident Beautifully – timed He played his part so expertly And I fell into his bed My blood ran hot as coffee With everything he said I almost wanted to applaud When he played the final scene ‘twas as if I had a front row seat At a fancy West End screen “I Never Said I Loved You!” “What Do You Want From Me?” But I didn’t really know the script Or who I was meant to be Oh, costumes, lights and curtains! Drama, lust and fun! But now the show is over Dusted, dead and done What I didn’t realise About my little part Was I was just the understudy And another owned your heart And what a twist it ended with A devastating blow! I was the villain all along! Oh, Bravo, BRAVO, BRAVO!!
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I am a 55 year old woman from London. I write songs, poems and essays. I am a music teacher as well as a musician and I have two grown-up children.
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