Went home, played uke along to 60s hits
Ate chips and gravy on way to acting
Had fun there tonight, but I will now split
And maybe instead try to find something
More directly useful, on performing
Better in my comedy when onstage
These classes that for months I've been doing
Are about acting for camera, a cage
Of TV screen dimensions, your image
Boxed in, head barely moves, eyes merely slits
But I've discussed with Darren, exciting
Things they do, like one-to-one tutelage
From that there really could be benefits
And there's this course on comedy writing...
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