Masquerade

Dance with me, my good-looking lady
Don’t bother with names, I’m nobody
I will listen to your pompous lies
As long as you’ll trust mine without sighs

Memorize your lines, we’re on a bind
Take the lead, I’ll be few steps behind
Check the guards, it is alright, they’re blind
I’ll carry the tapes, just hit rewind

Keep the masks on, the ball just started
Don’t forget your role in this charade
Go into hiding, make sure you blend
Act out the parody till the end

Show off your dress
but hide your distress
Remember, the tighter the corset
The better for your breast

Quick grab a champagne to drink
Make sure you hear that glass clink
Steal some gold from the sink
Worry not, they’re too intoxicated to think

Dance to the rhythm, that’s your cue
Don’t run away, follow the plan I drew
Check the mirror, see my eyes are on you
You better not mess the act, see it though

Lets continue the mockery,
Proceed with the act on the count of three
Enjoy cocktails and bite-sized recipe
Tomorrow, we’ll be back to reality

Published by Blues without Clues

I write what I can’t say out loud.

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