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Curtains

Setting: A parlor with money hanging on a wall hosts an engagement on legal tender
Characters: 
T: Teen, (spoiled boy) in puke shorts and bigoted shirt, and he's loaded {burp}
W: Woman, (nut all there) varied Degree in Ice Age, last address is Genesis.

Dialogue: (Lyric in Italics)
T: You've not been in this part of the house, huh?
W: Well, I'm ...(loose eyes) not one to be nosey.
T: Oh, nonsense, as if you're being accused, eh!
W: Never in a day it'd be you, can't fathom it, aw!
W: OMgosh! That cannot be so, is that an original?
T: Of course, it is not, this is where the fakes are.
W: Your family, all that money, oh, you go too far.
T: Okay, it is the real McCoy, kinda bit like you doll!
W: You're fibbing me (dreams) look like legal tender?
T: A flat board with a couple of cherries on top, lol!
W: Money will paint me up. I'm a real dish, ain't ole?
T: Forgivey, a bit overly, I'll join AAA if you, unjoiner!
W: Tomorrow! Tomorrow! love ya. Tomorrow! 
T: 'Til I am beside, the someone who, I can mean, something to...
W: You're always A day A way!           
T: Where? Where is love?

Epilogue: possessed-free, found a daddy, repossessed Where? Where is love?/Teen joins AAA, Tomorrow, A day A way

Copyright © Hilo Poet

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