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A Festival Of Errors




                                                                      Cast of characters:
                                                                  Judas: festival organizer
                                                                  Merchant: various venues
                                                                  Guitar Jim: musician
                                                                  Audience: the spectators
                                                                  Officer: law enforcement
                                                                  Media: newspaper, radio, television, web

                                                               
                                                                  Scene 1: Beginning of fest

                                                                  Judas: Come one, come all
                                                                              It's the greatest show on earth, ya'll

                                                                 Media: The economic impact is great for the city
                                                                              Rain is forecasted- what a shame, what a pity

                                                                 Merchant: Buy your tickets here at the gate
                                                                                   No refunds, so don't be late

                                                                 Officer: Keep moving, lift your hands
                                                                              Open your bag, no outside cans

                                                                 Merchant: Ice cold beer- 10 dollars
                                                                                  Wait in line, or give me a holla

                                                                 Audience: We want the goods- sing the hits
                                                                                   Give us what we want- or we'll have a fit

                                                                 Guitar Jim: I'm the jukebox man
                                                                                     I'll play what you want- for a grand

                                                                 Scene 2: Middle of fest

                                                                 Judas: Hope ya'll are having a good time
                                                                            Don't forget to throw the bums a dime

                                                                Merchant: We got posters, t-shirts, CD's- all the tracks
                                                                                 We got weed, acid, bags of crack

                                                                Officer: That's an illegal substance- hope you got money for                                                                                                                                                              bail
                                                                              Hands behind your back- it's off to jail

                                                                Media: Arrests were made- because of drugs
                                                                            Clean up the streets- off with the thugs

                                                                Scene 3: End of fest

                                                                Judas: Pay the fee, come back tomorrow
                                                                           We have a great line-up-- it'll cure all your sorrows

                                                                Audience: We are broke, where do we go ?
                                                                                  Off to the bars, lets pick up a ho

                                                                Guitar Jim: Damn, spent the whole paycheck on booze
                                                                                   Have to find another gig- after I snooze

                                                                                                      THE END.
                     

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