No channel skipping ..no flannel...it was so gripping…hearts melt…Pant's ripping svelte pelt and belt..stripping and whipping..the fab never drab Rishab lab..was it real..felt like I was tripping… no pipping..surreal cartwheel flipping..
Some verse about the Panto Pant curse…does traverse…like a hearse….won’t reimburse..adverse bowlers terse..things getting worse…reputations nurse…Rishab flash panache smash and grab..rehearse that ramp reverse..in his own homegrown perverse.. with only himself will converse..no fretting..go getting…record setting universe..
Now has outshone and outdone..shoves show pony Dhoni.. as the Indian man alright talisman with the gloves everybody loves with the most tons..holy moly..more three figures scores on England tours than the folklore of before..Sunny and Kohli..
Records splattered shattered..gallivanting Pant parade..cascade and cavalcade …flattered .. Rishab paddled..bowlers addled and raddled..skedaddled
Ignore any naysayer…prime sublime Pantomimes…haymaker…cocktail shaker…p**s taker…tik tok peacocker..run for fun maker…cool cat with the bat..almost indecent crimes..the Indian’s best test player and slayer of recent times..
Categories:
panto, sports,
Form: Free verse
'Twas Christmas when Cinder’s went to the ball
In the most romantic season of all
She looked so pretty
A prince so dishy
Danced each dance with her, till she heard her call.
The call came when the clock struck at midnight
Cinder's ran quickly as she could, in fright
Before her best dress
Became repossessed
As her fairy godmother said it might.
It so happened she lost one glass slipper
That made poor Cinder's heart take a dipper
All know the glory
Of Cinder's story
Prince Charming wed her, it’s out on twitter.
Categories:
panto, cinderella, dance, marriage, romance,
Form: Limerick
CURTAINS
Like all exhausted actors, I’ll fold and drop
And will this endless production ever stop
Do you understand, just listen to me I pray
I play the lead in this, so I must have my say
Ah well, my dear, I concede that it’s a fact
But surely you recognise it’s only the first act
We must gird our loins and see it to the end
Otherwise, it sets an example of a lazy trend
I don’t care what you’re saying, I am so tired
Even if the director threatens that I’ll be fired
Wearing this silly costume, now I hate myself
I’m sure I saw similar, worn by that Panto elf
Ah, so you recognise that we’re due back on
And all hope of any further rest is surely gone
So smile, my dear, just step out into the light
This play won’t make it past this opening night
Categories:
panto, parody, stars,
Form: Verse
Charlie Norton has expanded
Ever since his work was seen
And favourably commended
By an Equerry to the Queen
He’s added Panto Dames instruction
With an optional modular course
For white faced clown technique
And lead end Panto Horse
This coupled with existing stuff
Has pushed his venture to the fore
And Charlie’s mind is working
On this and so much more
He’s been invited to the Palace
Where he had a spot of lunch
With Charlie Windsor and Camilla
And others of the royal bunch
The Prince’s trust approves
Of Charlie and his scheme
And opened him an off shoot
In deepest trendy Cheam
And it is rumoured seriously
That the Queen’s old man
Wants to learn to tap dance
In pumps and Coat of Astrakhan
Life is so exciting at Charlie’s
School of Armoured Acting Parts
And Charlie is considered
To be a man of many arts
It says By Appointment
Over the front door
Can any theatre school
Realty want for more
But not resting on his laurels
Charlie has a further plan
In providing correct training for
Portrayal of The Invisible Man
The Charlie Norton School;
Of Modern Theatrical Art
Can give your career
A high powered start
Categories:
panto, business, career, culture, education,
Form: Rhyme
In a corner of france is a gravestone,
'An Unknown Soldier' the only tribute shown,
It represe , in that stark enclave.
The Victoria cross, the Croix De Guerre,
The Iron Cross, and the Lenin Bear,
Symbols awarded in the absurdity of war,
To encourage and nurture an espri du Corps.
The dead who lie in long straight rows,
Are indifferent now to the rhetoric and prose,
Urged to fight others who where just like them,
Only to end up as anonymous dead men.
Why is our future in the hands of a few,
Who Ignore the lessons of the historical view,
Power in their hands will cause chaos and rupture,
Building the blocks that will destroy all our future.
The world stage is full, of Leaders acting macho,
Strutting the boards like mannequins in panto,
They play with the lives of the peoples of this planet,
Peace should be their aim, if only they would plan it.
Categories:
panto, anger, appreciation, character, war,
Form: Rhyme
Grandma, we miss you
You were loved by all the family
Each and every day
We had lots of fun together
Never to be forgotten
Grandma, we miss you
You loved cappuccinos
And heated dinner plates
Grandma, we miss you
All the family together at New Year
Going to panto each year
Grandma, we miss you
Coming to see me in a dancing show
Or a Girls’ Brigade Display
Grandma, we miss you
So many things we did together
And I want you to know
You are still loved to this day
23/06/21
Categories:
panto, emotions, family, grandmother, memorial,
Form: Epitaph
The Christmas season is upon us
With lots of things to show
NO THERE ISN'T , YES THERE IS
And the best of them's the Panto
Dick Whittington and Aladdin
Are two that I've forgot
But I've heard that they're amazing
YES THEY ARE, NO THEY'RE NOT
A tradition every Christmas
The Panto finds the kid
Inside every one who witnesses
NO HE DIDN'T , YES HE DID!!
Actors dressed as women
Silly fun for all to see
NO IT ISN'T , YES IT IS
And lots of fun for me
There's nothing like a Panto
To make the people yell
NO IT DOESN'T, YES IT DOES
It's a laugh for me as well
This year I chose my Panto
I'm going to see the lot
So, I will wish you Merry Christmas
I WILL SO, YOU WILL NOT!!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND ENJOY THE PANTO IN YOUR AREA.
Categories:
panto, children, christmas, december, fairy,
Form: Rhyme
In a corner of France stands a gravestone,
To ‘The Unknown Soldier,’ never to go home,
It represents all of the fallen brave,
Who fell like skittles, in that stark enclave.
The Victoria cross, the Croix De Guerre,
The Iron Cross, and the Lenin Bear,
Symbols awarded in the absurdity of war,
To encourage and nurture an esprit du Corps.
The dead who lie in long straight rows,
Are indifferent now to the rhetoric and prose,
Urged to fight others, who were just like them,
Only to end up as anonymous dead men.
Why is our future in the hands of a few,
Who Ignore the lessons of the historical view,
Power in their hands will cause chaos and rupture,
Building the blocks that will destroy all our future.
The world stage is full, of Leaders acting macho,
Strutting the boards like mannequins in panto,
They play with the lives of the peoples of this planet,
Peace should be their aim, if only they would plan it!
Source: http://forums.familyfriendpoems.com/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=114720
Categories:
panto, peace, people, war,
Form: Verse
He met an actor at the theatre bar;
‘Hey Dame,’ he joked, ‘you ugly hag.’
‘I’m Cinderella,’ snapped the panto star.
‘I’m not a bloomin’ bloke in drag.’
(I think pantomime is mostly British entertainment: women are characters such as Cinderella or Snow White and men dress as hideous ‘dames’. Every panto has the characters shouting out the words used in the title of this piece…)
For Natalie’s Burlesque Twist
Categories:
panto, confusion,
Form: Burlesque