~ Daniel Merlin
Goodbrey Presents ~ |
~ A Found Art Theatre Production
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There once was a mongoose
who fell in love with a weasel.
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My love! ------- |
----------- My life! |
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And for many months they
were as happy
as a mongoose and a weasel could be.
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My life! -------- |
---------- My lover! |
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Then, one fine day, The
Mongoose
turned to the weasel and said:
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I have a secret to tell
you, my love, my life. |
A secret, my life, my lover?
Whatever can it be? |
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I fear I have deceived you
these past months. For I am
not really a mongoose at all. |
Then tell me, my life,
my lover - what are you
if not a mongoose? |
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In truth, my love, my life? |
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I am The King of Dragons. |
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Blimey! ------------- |
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Tell me, my love, my life;
do you still care for me now
that you know the truth? |
But of course I do, my life,
my lover. You are as beautiful
to me as ever you were. |
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Then let us be wed! |
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And so news of their marriage
spread through all the forest.
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The Weasel is to marry
The King of Dragons! |
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Huzzah! -------- Huzzah! |
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And amongst all creatures
there was a great rejoicing.
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Rejoice! --------- Rejoice! |
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But then, on the day before
their wedding, The Weasel said:
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I have a secret to tell
you, my life, my lover. |
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A secret, my love, my
life? Whatever can it be? |
I fear you have been deceived
these past months. For in truth
I am no kind of weasel at all. |
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Tell me, my love, my life;
what are you if not a weasel? |
In truth, my life, my lover? |
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I am The Princess
of The Eel-creatures. |
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Um... ------- |
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But... ------- |
Tell me, my life, my lover;
do you still care for me now
that the truth is known? |
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...but eels are my favourite food. |
Pardon, my life, my lover? |
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Er... of course I care for you,
my love. You are as delicious
to me as ever you were. |
--------- 'Delicious?' |
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Say, what's that behind you? |
------------- Wha- |
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CHOMP ---- |
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I... wait... Sweet Jesus!
What have I just done!?! |
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News of the King's deed
spread through all the forest.
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The Weasel was really
some kind of eel-thing! |
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Which The King of
Dragons has now eaten! |
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And amongst all creatures
there was a great bemusement.
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Jesus... ----- That's fucked. - |
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And so it was that from
that day forth,
no weasel ever dated a mongoose again.
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Which is really only sensible,
if you stop to think about it.
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But there you go.
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The End. |
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