[See ACT ONE Here; Here; and Here]PART FOUR
Act TWO --
Full Chorus; full Orchestra
[Continued] Rock Operaepic: Helicopters, Gunships and Tanks A Rock Operaepic ... [using the Yiddish Dictionary Online]
by Pat Darnell
[Curtain opens to town square in Gaza, and exploding sounds are all around. Chorus is assembled on steps of large domed building. Fill lighting makes opening bright]
INTROIT [SATB Chorus]
Surely your Fatah's will now rejoice
as we pound your Hamas into matsah toast
while US and Brits sing in one voice
we turn your limbs into sirloin choice
"Your Hamas-run interior ministry
of Gaza Strip, well, they will be toyt'z."
As for ingratiating Palestinian'ies
we relocate to Salt Lake theocracy
for all to receive US citizenry
amongst Italian coptic benedictine-ery's
and pooky theo polygamy's
providing good jobs beside cracker-saltines
providing good jobs are cracker-saltines
[Soprano solo]
White bread and bagels, hot dogs in steam
the crack of the bat as winter recedes
providing good jobs, are cracker-saltines
[SATB Chorus]
Oh yeah... weeoooweeooo
Mousa Abu Morzouz, party
deputy of Hamas people
What did you tell Al Jazeeree?
Something about your lost knipl?
[Alto Solo]
Next we send deputy inspector
named Hannibal Steinikeggler Lector
He's with the UN
but a Catholic defector
he carries with him
a fusion detector
[Tenor Solo]
He'll turn his head as
Hamas's are tagged
and put a kosher post-it
on every body bag
[SATB Chorus]
"He'll put a Kosher Post-it on ev-er-yyy bag..."
and we will sing this limerick all dayyyy
[Aside -- baritone Mister Ed's voice-over particulars styled solo]
a fine Hama-mess you got us into
said Ollie to Auhurd-tutu
we will not speak of elephant
on top the speckled desk
or your flatulence; in your largesse;
No do not scorn the Devil
he is our special guest --
Cain does not like Abel,
do not laugh nor jest...
nor manage a little cough;
do not mention cowardice
no,
do not mention
cowardice.
[No Scene change; Chorus disperses stages left and right.]
2 comments:
this is all coming so fast and furious. I'm struggling to keep up and still manage day to day affairs.
You are obviously En Fuego! and eat up with the muse.
I picture a Harry Connick type as Tenore d'grattias and I hope against hope there will be a place for Jessica Simpson in this opus of epic proportion. Or is that epic of opus proportion? I don't know.
...thanks Jack for even stopping by... Yes, the channeling going on is erasing part of my brain, calls for trepanning soon. Otherwise your suggested cast persons, Connick and Simpson, is perfect, and encourages me. They will no doubt jump at the chance!
I'm not sure about the epic\opus thing either. Maybe J will clear that one up. I am up to ACT TWO and the action is very heavy, very heavy indeed... I am having nervous fits about what comes next. It has something to do with a white sweater, a half burned\melted red votive candle, Steve Hawkins out of his wheelchair, and a Bocci ball... that's all I can tell you right now.
Meanwhile did you catch this one?
Sounds of War
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