At The Fringe Festival (Edinburgh: Late August,2009) . Poem by DM W
At The Fringe Festival (Edinburgh: Late August,2009) .
At the Fringe Festival, it is always the same.
Ex private school and Oxbridge twits prancing around
The stage, like cut price primadonnas; beguiled by
The misconception that they are comedians.
Sunday, September 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: satire of social classes
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4/25/2024 5:29:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i 'had to' laugh at last line. yes, NOT to generalize or anything...about " social classes" ! ! ! bri :) and what is YOUR act? reading poems in the buff? Do you get lots of laughs? ?
Thanks...aren't you the comdeian? ! I don't require an infantile ' act'. I prefer to let my poems speak for themselves. What am I supposed to do Bri dye my hair blue, make it spiky and call myself Dommy Rotten...then I suppose I'd be really hot! .Actually I'm performing some of my work on American radio tomorrow...looking forward to my 10th appearance on the show. with like minded individuals who appreciate poetry.