Scout wrote:

Second endings are all the rage in Hollywood these days.
FINALE: The singing is over. A pathetic looking character walks barefoot to
center stage, he wears a plain, dull, and overly worn sock on each hand, and
an equally pathetic but matching sock-hat on his head. They are an
accumulated set, and a large portion of his amassed fortune. The audience
can easily see that finding and matching all three, for him, is a crowning
achievement. He lifts his left hand to hide his lips in standard
ventriloquial form, but the smell of the putrid sock makes him retch. He
regains his composure and attempts to animate its mate. This time the sock
comes alive. And this is what it says to him: "You have ruined us, miserable
puppeteer!"
Years of knee-jerk replies leave him able to pull from his limited lexicon
the following, meaningless reply, "Fjckwit!"
He falls to his knees, covering eyes and nostrils with both hands, and
retches harder. He looks up to the audience for a sign of compassion, and
finding none, blurts into his socks, "bUnn yip!"
CURTAIN.
Scout

"Flying Tadpole" wrote
Nah. Bertie arrived long after the high drama.

What I said.

Scout, you're expending too much effort on this one. Look us up a
NY agent and we'll get him to sell another good idea for a
musical. Bobsprit won't co-operate.
--
Flying Tadpole

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