04-11-2022, 06:07 AM
Abominable Showmen of the Himalayas
After Intermission, K. Howard-Bury,
a seasoned performer sent to Katmandu,
explored very well, getting another good laugh.
He put out the footlights then returned in a nightgown.
A woman, a small pocket lamp on her face,
was allowed some time and considerable effort
far above the clouds, singing
If You'll Go Fifty-Fifty With Me, I'll Go Sixty-Forty With You.
The Indian telegraphist then took a turn
from the Tibetan side with
All She Could Say Was Mmm, Mmm, Mmm.
The Evening Light suddenly went out
and carrying a feather fan dyed by those creatures
(who had once been but slippers)
Lady Peacock made her entrance and sang
I'll Be With You When The Clouds Roll By.
When they were done,
we were treated to an Abominable Snowman number.
The Missing Link sang You're Too Pretty To Be Lonesome .
This creature left and reentered in tuxedo
to scattered applause.
Lady Peacock, approaching from the northern face,
saw a number of dark forms moving about on the snowfield.
The haunting melody of "I'll Never Let You Drive My Motor Car"
was then heard wafting in from off stage.
Lord Peacock seemed to be disconcerted
and a rescue expedition sang
"I'm Tired Playing Second Fiddle to You”.
After Intermission, K. Howard-Bury,
a seasoned performer sent to Katmandu,
explored very well, getting another good laugh.
He put out the footlights then returned in a nightgown.
A woman, a small pocket lamp on her face,
was allowed some time and considerable effort
far above the clouds, singing
If You'll Go Fifty-Fifty With Me, I'll Go Sixty-Forty With You.
The Indian telegraphist then took a turn
from the Tibetan side with
All She Could Say Was Mmm, Mmm, Mmm.
The Evening Light suddenly went out
and carrying a feather fan dyed by those creatures
(who had once been but slippers)
Lady Peacock made her entrance and sang
I'll Be With You When The Clouds Roll By.
When they were done,
we were treated to an Abominable Snowman number.
The Missing Link sang You're Too Pretty To Be Lonesome .
This creature left and reentered in tuxedo
to scattered applause.
Lady Peacock, approaching from the northern face,
saw a number of dark forms moving about on the snowfield.
The haunting melody of "I'll Never Let You Drive My Motor Car"
was then heard wafting in from off stage.
Lord Peacock seemed to be disconcerted
and a rescue expedition sang
"I'm Tired Playing Second Fiddle to You”.