"Song of the Pregnant Fish" by Westward Ho

            (A nervous MANTA RAY hides under a cloak of sand.)

MANTA RAY

            (Sighs)

I’m so hungry.

            (Sings)

I fear the fisherman.

I fear the hook.

I fear I’ll find a thing to eat

That gets me “took.”

It’s hard, ’cause here,

In kite-like me,

I have my little manta babies---

One, two, three.

            (She peers out.  Hooks and bait everywhere.)

            END OF “SONG OF THE PREGNANT FISH.”

"March of the Flowers" by Westward Ho

             (The FLOWERS march voraciously, destroying all in their path.)

            END OF “MARCH OF THE FLOWERS.”