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The Creation of Man

Blakeney: Peacocks!

Prince: Sink me!

Blakeney: Think ye, Sir, how those feathered boys love to flaunt their tails!

Stallions!

Attendants: Zounds Sir!
Blakeney: Hounds, Sir! Stags! Of the goosie and the gander, Sir, who's gender is the grander, Sir? To render total candor, Sir, the splendor is the male's!

Prince: What? Man’s duty is to wield the sword, defend the cave!

Blakeney: Heh, no your highness, a male’s duty is to uphold the banner of beauty! And you, as prince of our land, must lead the way!
Be an example to your sex; give your boot a dapper strap,

Attendants: And it's smarter if your garter has some snap.

Blakeney: Cravats should be flounced about our necks!
Attendants: Let the royal coattails flap!
Blakeney: Be bewitching with some stitching on your cap.

Blakeney & Attendants: Now drape your cape and puff your cuff, embroider those lapels!

Blakeney: Be the king of the beasts in pastels!

Blakeney & Attendants: La but someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes!
And that is why the Lord created.. men!

Prince: You’re a nincompoop, Blakeney.
Blakeney: Why thank you, sir
Prince: Always said you were, always said leave the fancy dress to the women!
Let me be a Roman, put on a tunic.
Bare the legs, a-what?
Blakeney: Sink me! The man’s lost his senses! Bare legs!
Strut Sir!

Prince: What sir?

Blakeney: Roosters do. Give a cock his comb and the hens will pale. Bucks! Bulls!

Attendants: More Sir!
Blakeney: Boars, Sir! Rams!
Of the nanny-goat and billy, Sir, whose beard is fully wooly sir? It's bully for the billy for he's willy-nilly male!

Prince: Well the male animal is dashing of course: robins’ redbreast, moose with antlers...

Blakeney: Sir, Be a lion-hearted prig! Fill those pantaloons with light!

Prince: I could dangle down a spangle --- out of sight.

Blakeney: Oh yes, be bold Sir! When it's cold slap on that wig, draw your breeches in quite tight-- even more so and your torso will ignite!
Now smock your frock,

Attendants: Perfume your plume!

Prince: I’ll let my waistcoat swing,

Blakeney & Attendants: And the jungle will bow to its king! La but someone has to strike a pose and bear the weight of well-tailored clothes

Attendants: And that is why the Lord created men!

Prince: Now, strange, there’s nothing about it in the book of Genesis...

Blakeney: Genesis?! Ah, but think sir,
Adam was a gentleman in Eden. Though his body was admired, you would grant the adding of a fig leaf was inspired
Prince: Oh, a fig leaf did just the job...

Blakeney: If you're out to make a splash, Cheri, do know your haberdashery!

Blakeney & Attendants: Buttons, buckles, ruffles, and lace!

Blakeney: Represent the human race!

All: LA….BUT…. someone has to strike a pose and bear the weight of well-tailored clothes! Each species needs a sex that’s fated to be highly decorated!
That is why the Lord created... MEN!