Scenes From A Tudor Style Room For The Baroque Poem by Dizzy Darling

Scenes From A Tudor Style Room For The Baroque



Evelyn: C'mere Hugo you are into adventure(takes out a tuft brush, blush, eye shadow and base) Here lets be Tudor together. come lets be baroque even better, we don't need greed

Hugo: My dear but we are baroque or haven't you forgotten? by the way why decorate me?

Evelyn: Oh but you forget, we have so much wealth, more than enough to share. We have our laughter, our tears and our care. Nobody could steal that away from us, could they?

Hugo: Laughter cannot heat our chaimber through. why deny, form me to you, whats thruth?

Evelyn: Granted thats truth, but your truthfully swayed by an overated dreamscape. Laughter can heat your belly, just try.

Hugo: hahaha... Yeah but laughter cannot compare to a hot soup and roast beast.

Evelyn: Shorn from your laughter, my eyes would weep crystal and bleed hereafter. come now don't lets struggle we can have fun here
(starts to apply peach base to hugo's forehead)

in act 2 Hugo (shoulders bare, cut through the screen, he looks as rowdy as a cavalcade fresco decorated rouge, blue peach and jaded)
no clowns a fortune...

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