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No. 12 - Song - Genie and Chorus - "The Patient Egg."
| Genie: | A patient egg had waited long To bloom into a chicken, Until its feelings grew so strong, Its plot began to thicken; And soon to it the fact was plain, Which dropped its pride a peg; It was most undeniably A failure as an egg. |
| Chorus: | Did it despair? |
| Genie: | Oh, no, no, no! |
| All: | It said, "Despite my age, |
| Genie: | I'll do what many failures do, I'll go upon the stage." |
| Genie: | "Oh, click-a tuck-a tuck!" its mother cackled when that egg came on this earth, She felt her off-spring would achieve both fame and glory; Surprising was his luck when life he tackled; Though an egg of humble birth, At last he rose to be the hero of this story. |
| Chorus: | "Oh, click-a tuck-a tuck!" its mother cackled when that egg came on this earth, She felt her off-spring would achieve both fame and glory; Surprising was his luck when life he tackled; Though an egg of humble birth, At last he rose to be the hero of this story. |
| Genie: | That egg in silence bore its wrong, The world kept getting colder; Meanwhile the subject of our song Continued growing older; Until a little gallery boy, One bright and happy day, Bought up that brave and patient egg And took it to the play. |
| Chorus: | And then it laughed. |
| Genie: | Ah, ha, ha, ha! |
| All: | "At last I'm sure of it, |
| Genie: | I'm bound to go upon the stage, And make an awful hit!" |
| Genie: | "Oh, click-a tuck-a tuck!" its mother cackled when that egg came on this earth, She felt her off-spring would achieve both fame and glory; Surprising was his luck when life he tackled; Though an egg of humble birth, At last he rose to be the hero of this story. |
| Chorus: | "Oh, click-a tuck-a tuck!" its mother cackled when that egg came on this earth, She felt her off-spring would achieve both fame and glory; Surprising was his luck when life he tackled; Though an egg of humble birth, At last he rose to be the hero of this story. |
| Genie: | The play of Hamlet was the bill, The cast was queer and seedy; 'Twas headed by an awful pill, An amateur Macready, And when he came upon the scene, According to its plan, The patient egg went on the stage And hit the leading man. |
| Chorus: | So ne'er despair. |
| Genie: | Oh, no, no, no! |
| All: | When trouble comes I beg, |
| Genie: | That you'll recall this touching tale And omulate the egg. |
| Genie: | "Oh, click-a tuck-a tuck!" its mother cackled when that egg came on this earth, She felt her off-spring would achieve both fame and glory; Surprising was his luck when life he tackled; Though an egg of humble birth, At last he rose to be the hero of this story. |
| Chorus: | "Oh, click-a tuck-a tuck!" its mother cackled when that egg came on this earth, She felt her off-spring would achieve both fame and glory; Surprising was his luck when life he tackled; Though an egg of humble birth, At last he rose to be the hero of this story. |
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American Musical Theatre | Chris and the Wonderful Lamp
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