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Curtains up NOW OWN ~IT~ AS IF   you're the King    of the whole     **** stage   when you're really   just another player acting out for those cheap seats you survey Where else **** HERE* would THEY get to see such a [defamation] -free play?" (laughing) **"Best you throw some sweets**. Indulge them ...**I'd say! ...I'd say!"** The Evil Queen  smirks & a knife glints in her hand Is she creeping up Behind You? (or... does she need a real man?) Ahhhh!!     you see... she's exhausted A-LADD-IN & she knows where to find you.. (evil laughter) Ohhhh! It's just as well you're in costume *...now  remember your lines* "Don't props (& illusions) make a jolly good night!" and baby, WOW! you look Oh! Soooo cute in those tights!                                   and with a sweep of the stage, the smirking Queen exits >               right This stage is all yours now So Buttons...    take a bow (us Brits love an underdog in a fight) ... Make your bow deep ~with a flourish of resplendence~ that captures their hearts try more than That wiggle -and a lot more- than one dance!                        To do it well...                                                                         get a catchphrase (which we'll ALL lurvey darlink from the start) Believe me, is good Always is     another... try the one     you've used in      rehearsals with the   Stepsisters - all dragged up- looking L    O              V      U           E            G                L       L                                                        Y              (like their mother)                                                                                            cough                                                                                  **** it..                                Everyone chokes                                on the dry ice that swirls!                      The audience ponders.... WHO's the boys ? THAT's... a... girl ?!                                 &                       in                  the                low              glow                they'll see           Cinders singing of loves' sweet melody,   those s l o w shoe shuffles             softly sliding across their                                                      t                                                    r                                                          a                                                                 p                                                                                            door hearts   Laughing & crying along through each emotion of the tattered   sweet princess, who               simply hasn't had                              a Prince in her...                     winks                            sights                                                (YET!)           then   **Act II ends with a Flash! & a Bang!**   They all lived   ever after...        Cinders' happy? THE END
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Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 5:20 AM UTC
*exit stage left for dramas... ...and right for scenes* (Spoken Word)
Curtains up NOW OWN ~IT~ AS IF   you're the King    of the whole     **** stage   when you're really   just another player acting out for those cheap seats you survey Where else **** HERE* would THEY get to see such a [defamation] -free play?" (laughing) **"Best you throw some sweets**. Indulge them ...**I'd say! ...I'd say!"** The Evil Queen  smirks & a knife glints in her hand Is she creeping up Behind You? (or... does she need a real man?) Ahhhh!!     you see... she's exhausted A-LADD-IN & she knows where to find you.. (evil laughter) Ohhhh! It's just as well you're in costume *...now  remember your lines* "Don't props (& illusions) make a jolly good night!" and baby, WOW! you look Oh! Soooo cute in those tights!                                   and with a sweep of the stage, the smirking Queen exits >               right This stage is all yours now So Buttons...    take a bow (us Brits love an underdog in a fight) ... Make your bow deep ~with a flourish of resplendence~ that captures their hearts try more than That wiggle -and a lot more- than one dance!                        To do it well...                                                                         get a catchphrase (which we'll ALL lurvey darlink from the start) Believe me, is good Always is     another... try the one     you've used in      rehearsals with the   Stepsisters - all dragged up- looking L    O              V      U           E            G                L       L                                                        Y              (like their mother)                                                                                            cough                                                                                  **** it..                                Everyone chokes                                on the dry ice that swirls!                      The audience ponders.... WHO's the boys ? THAT's... a... girl ?!                                 &                       in                  the                low              glow                they'll see           Cinders singing of loves' sweet melody,   those s l o w shoe shuffles             softly sliding across their                                                      t                                                    r                                                          a                                                                 p                                                                                            door hearts   Laughing & crying along through each emotion of the tattered   sweet princess, who               simply hasn't had                              a Prince in her...                     winks                            sights                                                (YET!)           then   **Act II ends with a Flash! & a Bang!**   They all lived   ever after...        Cinders' happy? THE END
Enjoying the merry-men-t of Pant-Oh! ;) Pantomine...Traditionally performed from Christmas ' til mid January, with family audiences. A popular form of British theatre, incorporating song, dance, buffoonery, slapstick, cross-dressing, in-jokes, topical references, audience participation, and mild ****** innuendo. SHE ditches            HIS crown &                 shashy's away                  with a            fabulously                well                       practised                                      courtesan                                         sway                          . (written, as part of the Yule-tired man series in December 2012)
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Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 5:20 AM UTC
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