The Fruitcake Act Iv The Apartment Part Two Of Two Parts

Writen by Dennis Siluk

Part Two of Two Parts

Act IV

The Apartment

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Rosario. You read well Oliver. I get a little jealous of that song, you knew we met in the hospital, not China, but for some reason he was dreaming of China [Lee looks at Rosario unprovoked]

Oliver. Why don't you read this one on, "Death…?" Rosario we got time, I think, I know you want to go someplace though...

Rosario [proudly]. Yes, I'd like that:

Easy Waltz

Death (departure)

¾ time ♫ C— Look soft-ly back at me my friend when death dis – turbs your eyes.— ♪ I died with love and maj – es-ty I nev er thought to cry. I nev er thought to cry.— ♫♫ Man – y times I've looked at death sur- round-ed by life and storms.— A – wak – en from my sleep I've seen that death was not much more, death was not much more.— [play in flat] God calls us home— ♫ to whom He please. – He is not re – spec-tor of –men ♫ Death has its price and its re – wards the chase for God I've won!—

'Tis de – parture I cry dear friend. Wife, dear lov-ers, child-ren and kin; -- the heart aches (far-well) the pain is gone. -- ♪ Speak kind-ly please. I've loved you all.—

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Rosario puts back the music-sheets onto the table by Lee, and tells him to read— "It's your turn," she says with a bright smile; he plays a little coy looking through his five songs he wrote, and selects "The Dancer,":

[Note to the reader and audience, if it was a play the Reader could be pretending to read the music, While someone was playing and singing it.]

Brote 4

The Dancer

4/4 time  ♫ I watched her dance one eve-ning ♫ The night, the night was fare. All her spir- it danced, - danced as she twist-ed, as she twist-ed the air. — ♫ Heal to toe-- she tapped her feet—in a world her own. ----And as the mu-sic played—her style was born,--smooth and beau-tiful.-- And as she danced, tap-ping heal to toe,-- I could hear the floor,- hear the floor whisp-per dance on more.---- She danced the night a – way---- like a swan in—flight. As she danced t'ward me one could see my heart want-ing flight.--- ♫ Heal to toe she tapped her feet in a world her own.-- And as the mu-sic played- her style was born, smooth and beau-ti-ful.— Dance on, dan-cer dance on! Let the mu – sic play.-- Dance on, danc – er, dance on! Let the ar-tist sway.-- ♪Dance on! (may repeat the)

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Oliver. How long you been writing?

Lee. Poetry all my life, as for the music end of it, maybe several years. Some of these songs are from a while ago, before I met Rosario of course.

Oliver [with a curious tone]. Which one did you write about Rosario? [Rosario looks]

Lee [with smile and answer]. "It was always you," a song from the heart.

Rosario [anxious]. We will have to read that one another day, we really got to go before it gets too late to window shop.

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