My wig is stupendous
My dress so bizarre,
With make-up that's tremendous,
I'm bound to go far.
My shoes are so snazzy,
My bosom is vast,
With colours so jazzy,
I'm ready at last.
The bell rings for starters,
I rush out of the door,
Quick pull on my garters,
And I'm ready, for sure.
I walk into the limelight,
Of this great hall of fame,
Because, just for tonight,
I'm a 'Pantomime Dame! '
This is such a wonderful poem Ernestine. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes! ! ! ! This is great, you put it so well, what a dame worthy of fame, Love Duncan