Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

The Score

All alone fair Charlotte stood on the dance floor.

Back in the shadows they called her a cheap “wh…”.

They wanted her out.

But she let out a shout:

 “I’m here. I am woman, so now hear me roar!”

Laughing Along with a Limerick: Floor

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