Song Lyrics
A Comedic Street Match
Football Fiasco: A Comic Musical Match [Narrator]: It was a hot afternoon in the heart of the alley. A comedy match was about to begin. Let’s meet our heroes. [Narrator]: Antar – The street’s legendary striker, proud and dramatic. Kamboura – The clumsy keeper, always in trouble. Mashaly – The wise captain who tries to control the chaos. Za'tar – The flashy midfielder who dances more than he passes. Abdou Klawy – The defender with a foot like a rocket.[Narrator]: And the match begins… [Antar]: Watch me now! Glory awaits! (strikes ball dramatically) This goal is mine, I’ll make the news! [Mashaly] Focus, Antar! Pass it here![Antar] Hah! I don’t pass — I conquer! [Narrator] Antar dances forward, full of pride... but oh no! [Narrator]Kamboura charges! He steals the ball and tumbles down! [Mashaly]: Kamboura! You're supposed to guard the goal, not chase the ball! [Kamboura]: I go where the fun is! Woohoo![Za'tar]: Let me show you class. (twirls and touches ball gracefully) Here comes the magic pass! [Antar]: Why pass? I’m the hero![Mashaly]: Enough! Abdou Klawy, shoot! [Abdou Klawy]: After my beef sandwich? Fine. (kicks hard) Boom! That’s how we do it downtown! [Narrator]: The ball flies… up… away… into someone’s soup! [Mashaly]: Abdou! You wasted the chance! [Abdou Klawy]: Sorry boss. The soup looked tasty. [Narrator]: The match dissolves into laughter and chaos. Kamboura fights a pigeon. Za'tar dances with the corner flag. Antar lays on the ground yelling, “I was fouled by gravity!” (Final tune – Comic parade) [All]: In the street we play, in joy we shout, A match of madness, that’s no doubt! From ball to goal, from kick to fall, We love the game — chaos and all![Narrator]: Final score: No one knows. But everyone had fun.🎭 (Curtain closes)
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Poets
Happy Mother's Day to Thelma Mae
Happy Mother’s Day to Thelma Mae My Mom, Forever & Always My mom had a massive heart attack as she was to her roses. My brother and I produced a production as her funeral to be joyful. I wore a red dress, red tights, and red high heels. We sang the song by Elvis Presley, "Mamma Liked the Roses". Every word that you hear from the song is what happened. I Mod Podged her roses. I did place them in the family Bible. I will share the song that was the theme for my mom. She loved music, art, and decorating her home.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
