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SING A SONG OF CHRISTMAS A Play For You to Act by an Unknown Writer from 1972 CHARACTERS: SANTA CLAUS JACK FROST NICK, a young boy SNOWMAN DAVID, a Boy Scout BAD BADDER Three Mischievous Imps WORST GOOD BETTER Three Good Fairies BEST PROLOGUE: (In front of the curtain. It is Christmas Eve and excitement is in the air). (JACK FROST dances onto the stage) JACK FROST: Jack Frost's my name - a Winter Sprite In whom the boys and girls delight. And where I dance on a winter night I leave the ground all sparkling white. (A few dance steps) I freeze the ponds so hard and tight And firm and safe and sound and quite As hard and smooth as Vulcanite That you can slide and skate all right (Dance steps) On window-panes I love to write And draw designs with fingers light Until the glass is bright tonight In frosty, fairy fancy bright (Dance steps) When wintertime is at its height, I serve the land with all my might. When softer seasons loom in sight I pack my tricks and take my flight (enter SNOWMAN, looking very miserable) JACK FROST: Hellow, Snowman, whatever is the matter with you? I thought you were on duty outside Santa Claus's cottage tonight. SNOWMAN: If you'd been in Christmas Land these last few days, you'd have heard about the trouble we have had. We've had robbers - nasty things, robbers! JACK FROST: Robbers in Santa Claus's cottage! A fine sort of watchman you are! What have they stolen? SNOWMAN: You know the cupboard where Santa Claus keeps his Spirit of Goodwill? Well, somebody has been breaking into the cupboard and stealing the spirit, and if they steal any more, there won't be enough left to sweeten the World on Christmas Day. JACK FROST: We must get to work at once. Look, here come two young boys. I guess they'd like to come and help us. (enter Nick and David). Hello, boys! Who are you? NICK: I am Nick, and this is my friend David. He's a Boy Scout, and we are both looking for an adventure. JACK FROST: Splendid! We have a great adventure waiting for you. Come along with us to Christmas Land and help us to find some naughty robbers. DAVID: Christmas Land! But how can we get there? JACK FROST: Leave that to me. We will sing a song of Christmas. It's hardly yet begin, but what a jolly time we're going to have before it's done. Take hold of my hands, both of you: shut your eyes and keep them shut. We'll pay Santa Claus a visit before he goes off on his Christmas task. Are you ready, Snowman? One-two-three! Off we go! (All the lights go out as JACK FROST blows his whistle, and there is a sound of rushing wind). SCENE 1 (All the lights are turned out. The three IMPS are waiting at the back, ready for their entrance). A clearing in the forest of Christmas Tree Land. A Christmas tree in a flowerpot can be placed on each side of the stage (Enter JACK FROST, SNOW MAN, DAVID and NICK. JACK FROST: Here we are in Christmas Land! We will search the forest both far and wide And peer among the trees, And under the roots where the pixies hide We'll shuffle on hands and knees. So leaving never a stone unturned, However they struggle and bite, They will get their punishment richly earned For we'll settle these thieves tonight. SNOW MAN: Oh, it's awfully thrilling, of course, for me, And I'd quite enjoy the fun, But it's getting so dark we can harldly see And I wish it was over and done. For it's rather creepy without the moon, Though I'm sure it will turn out right. If the robbers come out we will find them soon, But, I'm hoping they won't, tonight! NICK: Now if the robbers are naughty gnomes To catch them will be hard. I feel a bit like Sherlock Holmes Or a man from Scotland Yard. For gnomes are tricky as they can be, But if it should come to a fight, There's Snowman, David, Jack Frost and me, So we'll capture them tonight. DAVID: We will search the forest both far and wide, And peer among the trees, And under the roots where the pixies hide We'll shuffle on hands and knees. So leaving never a stone unturned, However they struggle and bite, They will get their punishment richly earned, For we'll settle those thieves tonight. JACK FROST: That's right, David. We'll settle them tonight. Then off we go! (They all leave the stage with a sleuthing gait, looking very determined). (enter BAD, BADDER and WORST with a cauldron, which they set in the middle of the stage). BAD: We are three Imps of Mischief. BADDER: Three naughty imps. WORST: Three very naughty imps. BAD: I turn the milk sour BADDER: I blow the smoke down the chimneys. WORST: I set the dogs howling at the moon. BAD: We know a thing or two. BADDER: Or three! Aha! WORST: We'll show them what we can do. (They all walk slowly around the cauldron, chanting their spell. The spell can be sung to the tune of Here we go round the Mulberry Bush, in a minor key). ALL IMPS: Here, we three, where none can see, Work our spells and sorcery. This is the time for such as we, Twelve o'clock at midnight. BAD: This is the way the tricks are done BADDER: Adding ingredients one by one WORST: This is the way we spoil the fun, ALL IMPS: Boiling spells at midnight. BAD: Tit-bit someone left behind, Little thinking I should find, Here's a piece of bacon rind ALL IMPS: Put it in the cauldron. (Bacon rind is flung into the cauldron and the imps all make a lound hissing noise and cackle with laughter). WORST: From a rude and reckless youth, One who rarely tells the truth, I have wrenched the corner tooth. ALL IMPS: Put it in the cauldron. WORST: We must hurry, or we'll be late. We will slip over to Santa Claus and steal some more of the precious Spirit, and put it into our brew to turn it sour, and spray it all over the world. ALL IMPS: Here we three, where none can see, Work our spells and sorcery. This is the time for such as we, Before the day is dawning. Soon we go round the countryside, Scattering mischief far and wide, Castng a blight on Christmastide, With a nasty Christmas morning. (They caper mischivously off the stage). (Enter JACK FROST, SNOWMAN, DAVID and NICK), JACK FROST: So that's where Santa Claus's Goodwill Spirit has been going! (He sniffs the air around the cauldron). Phew! I wouldn't like any of that for my supper. Now we have found the robbers and must warn Santa Claus. SNOWMAN: Let us take the cauldron with us and destroy it. Come along, boys - this is a job for you. (DAVID and NICK seize the cauldron and they all hurry off stage. Lights are all extinguished). CURTAIN SCENE 2 (During the black-out the Stage is re-set. The two screens are placed at the back of the stage - opened wide. The 3 GOOD FAIRIES are concealed behind the second screen). A room in Santa Claus's cottage. A small table with a cupboard containing the bottle of Goodwill Spirit is placed on it. When the curtain rises Santa Claus is resting in his armchair. A whistle is heard. SANTA CLAUS: Goodness me, I must have been asleep. On Christmas Eve, too! I ought to be ashamed of myself. I know that whistle - it's Jack Frost. (enter JACK FROST, SNOW MAN, NICK and DAVID). JACK FROST: Wake up, Santa Claus. Snowman and I, with our two young friends, Nick and David, have some very important news to tell you. We've discovered the robbers. SANTA CLAUS: Who are they? JACK FROST: You will soon find out. They may be here at any moment, so there's no time to waste. Go into the next room and promise not to come out until I call you. Pre- tend to be asleep. (exit SANTA CLAUS). JACK FROST: Quick, David and Nick, hide behind a screen, and Snowman too. We are just in time. (He leaves the stage). (Enter BAD, BADDER, and WORST. They look furtively all around, and are on the alert). BAD: Whist! Did I hear something creak? BADDER: 'Twas but a rat scratching under the floor. WORST: I like rats! (There is a loud sound of snoring). BAD: That sound is still here. BADDER: It's Santa Claus snoring, so he must be asleep. WORST: We must seize our opportunity. Let us hide beind the screen and wait for the best time to get to work. (The THREE IMPS creap stealthily behind the screen and are immediately seized by SNOWMAN, David and Nick. They protest noisily.) ALL IMPS: A trap! We have been trapped! JACK FROST: Come along, Santa Claus, we've caught the robbers. (Enter SANTA CLAUS. BAD, BADDER and WORST all make horrible grimaces). SANTA CLAUS: So THAT's where my Goodwill Spirit has been going! They must all have had a busy time, and I will now give them a dose out of the Goodwill Bottle. (He goes to the cupboard and fetches the Goodwill bottle and a glass). Come along, all of you. BAD: I won't! I won't! Take that nasty stuff away. SANTA CLAUS. Oh, yes, you will. You next, Badder. BADDER: I've never felt like this before. SANTA CLAUS: A little Goodwill Spirit can work wonders, if you let it. Now for the Worst of you. WORST: All we three were out for a spree and now we don't know where we be. BAD: Where we'll go, I don't know. Seems to me we'll never know! DAVID: In a way you may say wickedness has had its day. SANTA CLAUS: Now I will complete a wonderful change in all of you. You must go behind the screen again, and I will magic a Christmas spell. WORST: Anything for a quiet life. (BAD, BADDER and WORST go quietly behind a screen. SANTA CLAUS makes some ritual movements with his hands in front of the screen). SANTA CLAUS: Mischievous imps, realize the spell That I have magicked to make all well Ugly scowls my spell erases, Change to happy smiling faces. Fairies now - Good, Better, Best, With Goodwill Spirit you are blest. Forsaking your career of strife, Make the most of the good things of life! (SANTA CLAUS raises his hand in front of the screen and three pretty fairies dance into view). FAIRIES: Oh, how nice to be fairies three, All in the Christmas Family, Dresses as pretty as they can be, Our fairy forms adorning. Soon we go round the countryside, Scattering happiness far and wide, Starting an old-fashioned Christmastide With a cheerful Christmas morning. GOOD: We have important parts to act, If only symbols of the fact That Christmas, for the best of reasons, Should be the happiest of seasons. BETTER: This is the work unto which we're pledged, To see the Bird of Friendship fully fledged Over the wide world, spreading free and light, For kindly shelter, not for hasty flight. BEST: By our triple charm combined, Future happiness these boys will find. (They wave their wands over NICK and DAVID). Come, Sisters, Away! Away! Away! (They dance off the stage). (SANTA CLAUS, JACK FROST, SNOWMAN, NICK and DAVID wave to them as they disappear, and then face the audience to say goodbye). SANTA CLAUS: Children, I am sure we shall not quarrel if Father Christmas points a moral. What my fairies really mean is fairly easy to be seen. Now, by the same Supernatural Laws, we all should serve the self-same cause, to make the world a better place, and every year a Year of Grace. For Duty very little varies in realms of Men and realms of Fairies. So, as success depends on whether all can agree to pull together, we undertake to do our best: it's up to you to do your best. JACK FROST: You would, I hope, be really sorry to part without a little word from Jack. Frosty but kindly is my category. Not such a frost you would wish me back. SNOWMAN: What a wonderful adventure we have had! DAVID: We will sing a song of Christmas and always bear in mind that we make the season brighter still by being good and kind. Goodbye, everybody. NICK: And a very happy Chrismas to you all. ALL TOGETHER: A very happy Christmas! (The actors leave the stage, passing through the audience, blowing kisses and waving to them as they pass0. NOTE FROM COMPILER: As I metioned on the form I sent in previously, I have no idea who wrote this story, but I believe I have properly distanced myself from liability by not sending it in under my own name. In any case, I should like to apologize to the unknown author for doing so, if they still live. - yours very truly, Anthony Durrant

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"You just don't have any sense of adventure anymore," complained Debbie. "Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?" I wanted to know. "It has nothing to do with my job," she replied. "And for your information it is usually burglars that I'm involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don't mind about the fact that you can't contribute much to the rent, but I just don't get any...

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A Family Christmas

Trevor Lloyd was the nicest man I’d ever known. He was kind, compassionate and genuinely cared about other people. So it was no surprise to me or the rest of the neighbourhood that he couldn’t bear to leave his wife of fifteen years when he found out she was having an affair. The rest of us, including his children, all knew what was going on, but no one was willing to break the poor guy’s heart and tell him. Mr Lloyd had a few house staff who he was extremely generous to. He had a housekeeper...

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Searching For Christmas

Under the pale light of stars, minister Steve Bogan drove stealthily to a nearby motel. It was daybreak on Christmas Eve, and Steve’s only time to get away from his wife, who staying at his brother’s house for the morning taking care of his two small children. Although Steve and June had been married six years, the spice had gone out of their relationship and things had become very humdrum. The first few years of their union had been blissful, with many trips to the Enchanted Place for frantic...

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I Hate Christmas

(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy’s concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here – I’m doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all about? Down here in the desert, if you put up a Christmas tree, five days later it’s a bone-dry skeleton surrounded by a pile of brown...

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The Most Wonderful Follow Up The True Meaning Of Christmas

The Most Wonderful Follow-Up: The True Meaning Of Christmas By Katharine Sexkitten I left the security guard clothes in the public washroom. They smelled. In fact they reeked. No doubt about it. Up until earlier this morning, I would have thought the odor was unusual, and not altogether attractive. Now I thought they smelled like heaven. They were completely covered in my own cum, more or less dried. I remember vividly making the mess. It was more cum than I'd ever...

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Deja Vu Christmas

‘That’s what I saw on the TV news just now. So maybe you’d better . . .’ ‘It’s Christmas Eve, Stella,’ Nadine answered, the stubbornness in her voice almost palpable. ‘Those guys were really cute, and I’ve never skied Winter Park before. Gotta do something to get out of here.’ ‘Yeah, well, if the snow really hits up there at Berthoud Pass, there wouldn’t be any skiing, they wouldn’t find you ’til spring,’ Stella said. She was fiddling with the crooked plastic Christmas tree in the corner of...

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Treasury Men in Action A Counterfeit Christmas

TREASURY MEN IN ACTION: A COUNTERFEIT CHRISTMAS © 2020 by Anthony Durrant and Unknown At a small toy shop on Ffith and Main Streets, the front door was closed, and Minna and Murray Jefferson were moving toys from the basement up to the main store to prepare for the big Christmas rush, starting December First. "Move that large crate of dolls over this way, darling!" Minna shouted, and Murray moved a large brown crate containig some dolls that the shop's former owner had bought...

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The Meaning of Christmas

Gloria sat watching the package laden people of Christmas from her office window. She never understood the idea of Christmas, spend until you cannot spend anymore and pretend to be a great person for one day when you’re an asshat for the other three hundred and sixty-four. Grabbing her coat she prepared to leave for the day. ‘Hey Gloria. What are you doing for Christmas?’ ‘Oh hey Jim. Same as usual, sit at home, watch TV and have a normal dinner.’ ‘Well you know, you are always welcome at...

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Saving for Christmas

‘Tell me again, Raul. Tell me about your tree.’ I sighed, smoothed out the wrinkles of the blanket covering Hosea’s legs, and started the story again. Hosea’s eyes twinkled and his smile told me that his interest in the story was blocking out the pain. That in itself would have been enough for me to repeat the story, but the story still excited me too, so I didn’t mind saying it all again. ‘Can you see it over there in the corner, Hosea?’ I asked. ‘Can you see it standing tall, all the way to...

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Merry Fing Christmas

(This, dear reader, is Jack, a man become bitter, cynical, broken by disappointment, hurts, and disillusionment, about to be disposed of by life. A man in need of repair. Can a toy workshop on a street of repair shops repair even broken hearts, broken dreams, broken people?) * Jack sat in his pickup truck in the factory parking lot staring vacantly out the windshield, not really seeing anything. He alternated between replaying the events in his mind and wondering numbly what to do next. The...

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Pad Thai or Pussy for Christmas

During our almost eleven year relationship, neither Barb nor I were very traditional regardless of whether you’re thinking of food choices or our sexual proclivities. One year, as December arrived, we started to discuss where we wanted to go for dinner on Christmas Eve since we preferred to eat out rather than cook for ourselves. After some back and forth between us, the decision was made to go to one of my favorite Thai restaurants on Irving Park Road which was about an eight-block walk from...

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A PANTYHOSE CHRISTMAS

A PANTYHOSE CHRISTMASThe year of my twelfth Christmas was the first one in which both my parents worked and therefore Mom had asked me to help more this year with getting the house decorated. We seldom decorated more than a week before Christmas other than Dad and a neighbor putting up the outdoor lights over the Thanksgiving weekend.After arriving home from school one afternoon I raced up to my room, jumped out of my shoes, socks and briefs and slipped on a pair of off-black STW pantyhose Nick...

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Twelve Days of Christmas

Twelve Days of Christmas by BobH (c) 2010 On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me A set of black lingerie. * And it was a big surprise, let me tell you. When she and her twin brother had set off for Europe to visit family in the Balkans for the days leading up to the holidays, Katya had told me at the airport what she had planned. "So that you don't forget me I've arranged for a gift to be delivered to you on each of the eleven days...

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Merry Christmas

Christmas day dawned bright for Katie Shaw. Her clock radio had awakened her to the sound of Christmas carols and news of snow falling since 2:00 that morning. There must be at least three inches on the ground. The prospect of the roads being covered didn't dampen Katie's spirits as she turned on the shower while she brushed her teeth. Stepping from the shower Katie took down the oversized towel and rubbed it briskly over her skin. She could feel the electric tingle she created as she rocked...

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Song of ThanksChapter 14 Hide and Seek June 1420

The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated. Mark Twain Afghanistan June 14-15 A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song. Chinese Proverb In the back of his mind, Darryl's subconscious continued to work on the puzzle and just as he boarded the helicopter, it finally clicked. Despite the exotic tonalities and the unfamiliar instrument, that melody could only be one song, his song, THE song, the song Courtney had written for him so many years...

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Sarah Carerra 204 Song and Sand

Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: August 23, 2010) Chapter 4 - Song and Sand Uncle Kevin and his family were gone when we arrived home after seeing Mary. I assumed that they had already headed down to the beach, and Mom said she'd drive me down after lunch to catch...

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Making Room for Christmas

(From the Charlotte Diamond mystery series) ‘Look at that snow come down. It looks like we’ll be socked in at the Peak Lodge. I’m sorry, Charlotte. It was inconsiderate for me to drag you along. It’s no way for you to have to spend Christmas.’ ‘Just being able to be in the same room with you on Christmas, even if across a banquet hall, is enough for me,’ Charlotte Diamond said. She snuggled up against the gorgeous woman she still couldn’t believe she was with. Brenda Boynton—or Brandon, as...

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The Miracle of Christmas

The Miracle of Christmas Another sleepless night, another Christmas fraught with worry. There wouldn't be many packages to open for the kids this year. I've been telling them that Christmas is too commercial and we are starting a new tradition of just one present per person. The reality is that we can't afford even one. They had watched the polar express for the umpteenth time, and I was tired of hearing that simpleton message: “You just need to believe.” Belief is a luxury for children and...

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Ill Be Home For Christmas

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Sarah Carerra 337 A Very Carerra Christmas

Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra Book 3 - Concerto in A- By Megan Campbell Chapter 37 - A Very Carerra Christmas The stage was dark. The only noise to be heard was the dull roar of the crowd as they waited. I stood calmly between Jenna and Michelle on the second row of the riser that...

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Spirit of Christmas

‘Good morning, Mrs. Stewart. It’s good to see you out. How’re doin’ today?’ ‘Oh, you know, Mr. Baxter. Each day just sort of nudges the one before it. It just all sort of goes on—a bit too long, if you ask me.’ Clem Baxter watched Louise Stewart from 12A move arthritically down the walk between the two old, red-brick apartment houses facing each other. Clem had been the super for these buildings for nearly twenty years, and he knew most of the tenants by their apartment numbers, but he’d...

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The True Spirit Of Christmas

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All I Want For Christmas

Merry Christmas Everyone!!! I just wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Chanukah, and any other celebrations taking place all over the world at this time. The story below is based on emotions and fears that are near and dear to me. I hope all of you like what I have written, and I welcome your comments. A.P. All I Want For Christmas By Alexisandra Phaithe All Rights Reserved, Throughout Existence. December 13th, 2000 Alexis...

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Seasons Greetings A Carol Christmas

Based on the characters and situations presented in "Seasons of Change" by Joel Lawrence, Copyright 1989. This story is archived in its entirety at Fictionmania (go to search by authors and select Joel Lawrence). This story takes place approximately one year to a year and a half after the conclusion of "Tales of the Season: Darla's Story" in the branch of the "Seasons of Change" Universe that I started with "A Losing Season", also archived at Fictionmania. Of course, this is a play...

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