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ACT I

No. 10: SONG - Rupert

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RUPERT.
		I've heard it said, And it may be read
	In many a trusty tome,
		How, when augurs met On the parapet
	Of the walls of ancient Rome,
		As the two passed by, Each winked an eye
	With a candour confidential,
		Or stroked his nose — Which, goodness knows —
	But it isn't at all essential.
		For every man, Since the world began,
	Had his idiosyncrasee,
		And to lunch off a moan And dine on a groan
	With a trickling tear for tea —
		Well, it may suit you From your point of view,
	But it doesn't at all suit me!
		As I don't rejoice In a deep bass voice —
	Well, it doesn't at all suit me.
		Though the world be bad, It's the best to be had;
	And therefore, Q.E.D.,
		Though it mayn't suit you And a chosen few,
	It's a good enough world for me, It's a good enough world for me.

	Examples show That we needn't go
So far as to ancient Rome,
	For it just occurs Unto me, good sirs,
There are humbugs nearer home.
	When you style the spheres A vale of tears,
Don't you rather beg the question?
	Remember, bards, It's on the cards,
It is nothing but indigestion.
	For every man, Since the world began,
Had his little infirmitee,
	And is apt to mistake What is only an ache
For profound philosophee.
	He is not the sphinx He sublimely thinks,
But a man very much like me!
	Not a demon fell, Or an archangel,
But a man very much like me.
	Though the world be bad, It's the best to be had;
And therefore Q.E.D.,
	Though it mayn't suit you And a chosen few,
It's a good enough world for me, It's a good enough world for me.

Exeunt.

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