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Squeaks' Beatnik Song

Jester: There are Giants in the Sky! Big tall terrible giants in the sky! Queen Li: Jester. . . Jester: When you’re way up high. . . Queen Li: Jester...! Jester: and you look below. . . Queen Li: JESTER!!!!! Jester: *groveling* Yes most glorious, most famous, most perfect queen of all. Queen Li: *nestles into the Slytherin couch* I’m Bored. Jester: You usually are. Queen Li: *growls* Jester: Shall I recite for you a ode-type thing? Queen Li: Proceed. *cues dramatic lighting.* Snap! *cues dramatic music* Double snap! *cues Beatnik drummer* Snap-age. . . *Jester spins Sim-style into A black turtle neck and stretch pants.* Dragonsbane. That’s the name. Of. . . Our Goddess. Dragonsbane. Words like rain. Not ashamed Of. . . Our Goddess. Dragonsbane. Oh. . . *key change add tambourine.* Draaaaagonsbane! Draaaaagonsbane! With the hair like ebony. . . And ways so heavenly. . . Who could complain.... About.... Dragons.... Bane! *Beatnik’s whisper drifting into the blackness while Jester turns and snapping both index finger with yoga arms her back to the Queen.* Dragonsbane. . . Dragonsbane. . . That’s the name. . . Dragonsbane. . . That’s the name. . . That’s the name. . . Dragonsbane. . . DRAGONSBANE! *The sudden cry issues from the jester and she crouches suddenly with one arm raised towards the light the other bracing her on the floor.* *she clenches her fist and pulls her arm down slowly. . .* Thaaaat’s the naaaaame. . . *the lights go out and all is dark for a moment* Of. . . *a pale thin blue light flashes upon the standing jester, facing the queen her arms raised.* Our Goddess! Queen Li: Yay! *claps hands* *Jester bows* Queen Li: *stops suddenly.* Wait. . . Queen Li: *sitting bad upset.* All I got was a dumb poem. *bangs fists on the sides of the syltherin couch.* I FEEL UNLOVED! *Jester picks up motley hat annoyed and sighs heartily* Queen Li: Attention! Attention for the Queen. *Jester pulls hat tightly on her head, her eyes still glazed with annoyance.* Queen Li: I want a beatnik song. . . *Jester suddenly smiles crazily and begin to do the Crazy-walk-like-a-chick-while-somersaulting-backwards dance for the Queen’s amusement.* Queen Li: Yay! *applause resumes*

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