‘Auditions, please
wait’ said the note on the gate,
‘Please call into the
drama club,
No matter how far come just
as you are,
There’s parking next
to the pub’.
They’re desperately
needing, for the play that they’re reading,
- it’s a murder
mystery quite foul,
A few younger members to
stir up the embers
Before they all throw in the
towel.
They’re all over sixty
and some not so nifty
At getting across the school
stage
But they’re certainly
keen to develop the scene
And it’s gripping them
all, page by page.
One of their group, who
plays leads for the troupe,
Is still wanting the play's
title role
But her body, quite curvy,
is making them nervy
She’s rather too large
now, poor soul.
They’ve cast the young
major, (not that young they’ll wager),
But a truly desirable gent,
His voice and his bearing,
the clothes that he’s wearing
Would seem that he’s
come heaven sent.
So they’ll see if the
girls, (well, more women with curls),
Will now be encouraged to
come,
It’s a challenging
play with plenty to say
And there’s still
loads of work to be done.
Then in through the door
comes a girl men adore,
Her name is Miss Rosie de Haver,
She’s just what they
need for playing the lead
And dear Rosie they’re
sure will not waver.
But the curvy lead lady,
whose real name is Sadie,
Has her eye on the handsome
young major,
As the play now unfurls keep
an eye on these girls
As the Major has eyes on de
Haver.
Now they’ve all learnt
their lines, it’s taken some time,
But Sadie is not at all happy
She’s partnered with
Reaves, he’s old with frail knees,
And she’d rather have
some other chappie.
And it’s all a bit
shady, with Rosie our lady
Who likes to put men at
their ease,
She’s now after the
Major, is Madam de Haver
And so Sadie is not very
pleased.
But the gentleman wearing
the haute couture bearing
Is not all that they think him to
be,
And he’s easily
pleased with a nice bit of sleaze
As dear Rosie can cunningly
see.
She knows that her part can
be played as a tart
And she’s more than
happily willing,
It’s a really good bit
for a woman of wit
And she wants to be top of
the billing.
Sadie’s now lost the
match, she’s simply no catch,
But there’s something
she’ll cheerfully savour,
She’s playing the part
where she thrusts to the heart
A dagger in Rosie de Haver.
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