my little, thriving theatre,
I made you out of wood.
I gave you little scenery,
and all the care I could.
I put a big black curtain
behind the painted set.
You are the dearest theatre,
I can say I ever met.
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2 comments:
what you'll be playing in that? teeny performence?
Great stuff. Thanks for sharing your creations, work, models...
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