I have a superb script all ready!
Would you like to see it?
I just need the perfect cast and crew
and I know the execution will be
fluttering leaves of white lined with black ink
fall to the ground in one messy heap
no-one showed up to watch
the audience that did show up
were the three voices all too familiar
to the script-writer
the three applaud resoundingly
and as the script-writer tries to shake
the mocking applause from her head
her made-up crown falls to the ground.
Glitter and sequins line the dusty tiles
and as she looks down in horror
they are joined by droplets of tears that
soon become a torrential rain.