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Simon Monologue from A Troublesome Flock: A Mother Goose Play

From A Troublesome Flock: A Mother Goose Play by Elizabeth F. Guptill

male · comedic · 1:06 min

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I found it way up high. It grew in a gombobble tree, It did, upon my word! And perched right in the middle Was a little chippy bird; An’ three old crows sat on a limb A-pickin’ at the pie. I flung a rock among ’em, And off they all did fly. Then up I flings another. “I’ll pick that fruit,” says I, And kep’ on till I hit it, And down fell that ere pie. It bruk the plate, o’ course, but then I didn’t keer fer that, Fer I never did eat plates, you know, ’N the pie was big and fat. Gombobble pie is awful good! I’m goin’ to find another As soon as I’ve et this all up. It’s better’n mince pie, Mother.

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child · joy · freedom · ambition · identity

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