A Question Of Perspective

The theatre was full of children.

I was there with my mother and auntie.

We were all excited,

especially first timers like me.

I’d been told it was a fairy story,

Cinderella, they had said,

but I couldn’t work it out.

The prince was a girl,

a ‘principal boy’, they told me.

So why a girl?

It made no sense.

And the wicked step-mother 

looked suspiciously male.

A dame, they told me.

So how can a dame be male?

It made no sense,

not to me.

I guess it’s all a question of perspective.

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