Prima Donna

She skims a script and takes the role,
performs her lines without a soul,

then blasts the writing and the cast,
demands another outfit, fast

- more water, light, another hat -
or throws a tantrum just like that

while crews afford her time and space
because the posters boast her face

and art is least essential here
if only she would soon appear

to autograph and smile wide
when photographed and glorified

embellishing the studio
and make this part the real show

and keep it spicy, feisty, fun
then grab the trophy others won

to bank another million quick
and star in yet another flick

now critics fawn and fans adore
and everybody begs for more.

Prima Donna © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: February 16, 2021