Ringo in Wonderland

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by Phil McNulty

voices coming from the sky and mad laughter and like octopus sounds and someone playing some of our old hits really loud. I'll be honest with you mate it's all been a big distraction from me trying to make a material difference to my future career.

  George: What about the music Paul? You know, The Beatles. We're The Beatles. You can't just go and have a future career if you're a Beatle.

  Ringo: Well that's what I want to tell you about. This lamp…….

  John: (Interupting) Never mind that Ringo. I want them (Pointing harshly at Paul and George) to tell you about the strange dreams they've been having while you've been gone.

  Paul: (Embarrassed) No thanks John let's leave it.

  George: Yeh I'm not keen either. Let's just move on hey.

  John: No chance you two. Here you go Ringo. How about this. George dreamt he was your girlfriend Ringo. And Paul dreamt he was George's Mam. Paul even tried to get off with me in his dream but I was having none of it. And George dreamt he was snogging you. Now what do you make of all that.

  Ringo: (To the audience) Oh heck boys and girls this is all getting a bit confusing. I don't know John, do yer think we might be spending too much time together.

  John: Well it hasn't affected me has it.

  George: I thought you dreamt you were a nasty piece of work pushing everyone around and wanting your own way.

  John: And your point is?

  Ringo: Never mind all that lads. I've been on a quest to find this magic lamp. It's the source of all popular music and The Beatles have to protect it. The only trouble is I don't know how it works.

  George: You don't know how it works Ringo? Everyone knows how magic lamps work. You have to rub them. Give it here. (He snatches the lamp.)

  Ringo: No George. Be careful. If you rub it you'll have to move to Southport.

  John: You mean the place where they stand the dead in bus shelters.

  Ringo: (In a panic) Yeh, yeh. It's too horrible. Don't do it George.

  Paul: Let's all rub it at the same time lads then wherever we go we'll all be together.

  (They put their hands forward tentatively and start to rub the lamp.)

  (Offstage there is a booming voice…..)

  HoHoHoHo

  May you reap that which you sow

  Share your talents here tonight

  And the Beatles futures will be bright.

  MUSIC (The lamp plays a medley of verses from future Beatles songs post 1966-

  Lucy in the sky/ Across the Universe/ All you need is love/ Baby you're a rich man/ Back in the USSR/ Carry that Weight/ Come Together/ The fool on the Hill/ Get Back/ Here Comes the Sun/ Hey Jude/ Lady Madonna/ Let it Be/ Maxwell's Silver Hammer/ Revolution/ Something/ Octopusses Garden.....

  ......The Beatles dance and sing along, separately and with arms around each other. Ringo holds the lamp. When the music stops…..)

  John: This is fantastic Paul. Do you think we could write stuff like this and make Brian really happy.

  Paul, George, Ringo: with a little help from your friends John, with a little help from your friends.

  MUSIC(They then all sing the final song, or at least two verses, 'A little help from my Friends', encouraging the audience.)

  (Offstage a booming voice is heard….)

  HoHoHoHo

  We hope you've enjoyed the show

  It's unlikely to win a BAFTA

  But the Beatles lived happily ever after.

  Bye Bye Boys and Girls. Bye Bye.

  (THE BOYS TAKE A BOW.)

  APPLAUSE!!

  END NOTES

  Other titles from the same author include-

  'Extreme Headship- a case study in educational leadership and school improvement'

  'Deep State'

  'Darren and George'

  'One true thing'

  Other titles from the same publisher include-

  The Fringe Poetry Festival One

  The Fringe Poetry Festival Two

  The Fringe Poetry Festival Three

  CQEC Journal, Inter-Agency Working

  CQEC Journal, Regeneration in the North West

  The Fringe Poetry on the Move Three

  The Fringe Poetry on the Move Two

  The Fringe Poetry on the Move One

  CQEC Journal, building well-being at community level

  in the North West.

  The Fringe Poetry Cafe

 


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