Well, I had a pretty boring week, nuthin much to report 'cept about a play I auditioned for. This play heres name is Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and I guess it went pretty darn good, 'cause I got the part of a Tiger Lily, what ever that is. At the call backs, I hadsta to read for noggin' bogglin' amount of characterized; whiles during this time, little kids the size of dwarfs were a runnin' around like scared sheep on a farm. The little chidlin' were mighty cute reading' their lines and such. I was hoping they'd get cast in the play too.
Now back to me being a Tiger Lily, 'cause thats what this all 'bout. I was told it was a perdy flower, but I guess all flowers are perdy. This flower is a pretty special flower, my gosh it can talk! Gee wiz, when did you last hear 'bout flowers a talkin'? I sure haven't heard somethin' so head-scratchin' in all my life! My special flower, is super snooty; always stickin' its nose in the air like its better than everyone else. But I know it ain't. A flowers a flower, there's nothin' special 'bout 'em. Sure, they smell good, but that don't give 'em a reason to be snooty.
I guess this part is good for me in the way that I ain't that snooty. And I defiantly aint a flower! Atleast I hope not.
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