Les Bizarrables
Upon These Notes
STARCAPRA:
Here upon these notes we will write our serenade!
For the soul of our froup as it echoes with TINCs.
Each man to his notebook, and don't be so staid!
Wait! I will need a report on the number of twinks.
JAFERRE:
I'll their number compute!
I speak their buzz.
Chomped their bait.
Chewed their lines.
When I was but a newt!
PROUVAILE:
Now the people will write!
LEGARE:
And so they might!
Dogs will horn!
Cats will fight!
L'EGLI:
We will show them the light!
BLAIRIUS:
Here comes a van with drums for us!
Oh, Ayons-mine, the things you do!
AYONS-MINE:
Check out the bandwidth on this bus!
Anyone here seen Keanu?
BLAIRIUS:
Get out before the singing starts!
Get out before they hit the lilts!
AYONS-MINE:
Me and my good old Nevapas,
We'll go a-cruising, chasing kilts!
BLAIRIUS:
There is a way that you can help!
You can alleviate my fear.
Please send this e-mail to Laurette.
Oh, thank you; you're uncommon, dear.
AYONS-MINE:
Little I say.
Little you hear.
" Rapp