So, as I mentioned when I wrote my double limerick two days ago, I went to the NTAs last night. (I can't actually make that sound un-show-off-y, but we were in the proper arena bit with the rest of the peasants if that helps...). The whole thing had a dress code, and whenever that's the case, I always seem to end my nights in a consistently classy style.
I can't help but feel I'm a debtor
To whoever made posh nights out better.
Just add a kebab,
When you're dressed up all fab!
I'll write them a long thank you letter.
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