Iambic pentameter

Encouraging to hear from people who

Saw me on stage, and reckon I can act.

Flattered I surely am, and reassured,

For I’m my own worst critic; that’s a fact.

 

There will be far too many lines to learn

And insufficient hours in the day

If I decide to try to land a part

In the forthcoming show: The Scottish Play.

 

“In sooth, I find I know not what to say;

For verily, I have forgot my lines.

Constrainèd I am, like a prat, obliged

To acquiesce to prompting,” GG whines.

 

The dust is settling after Peter Pan;

I’m playing ‘catching up’ in my day job.

I’m travelling for Christmas late this week

To Spain. My itinerary’s non-stop.

 

Perhaps, having returned, I’ll look again

Enquire, and then await with bated breath

To learn if there’s a tiny role for me

In Shakespeare In Qatar’s play, Macbeth.

 

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