Botoxed and pouty.
Made for choir
Resonate and perfects sound
from my head.
To sing a classic song
Fridays everything is wrong.
I an a wide mouthed frog
with lips which
could make me trip.
I squeeze my song and
stretch the words out thin and long
like s – t – r – e – t – c – h – y gum.
I am used to sing the way I do.
Now i am getting used to something new.
A challenge which is what i wanted to do.
Glam Rock teacher thank you.
I will prize my long lips which
feel weird on my face.
I am happy i found a time and place
to enjoy my instrument in new ways.