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Narrator: In a far-off village Which color should I pick, this red, pink
or maybe blue lace, that will surely complement
Malice: More than anything
with my grace?
Narrator: There’s a class
Riel: Maam?
Maisie: More than life...
Teacher: Yes, Miss Riel?
More than jewels...
Riel: Why does Snow has that kind of beauty?
Narrator: Full of sinners You see?
Snow: I wish.. I want, I like it, I need it, can you give it
to me
Peter: More than life
Snow: Oh, so envy of my beauty.
Narrator: Which will be punish by their teacher
(Malice and Mary Elizabeth fight)
Mary Elizabeth: More than anything
Mary Elizabeth: Hey, that’s mine
Hans and Gret: More than the food
Malice: But I need it
All students: A witch!
Mary Elizabeth: I don’t want to, this ballpen is
(music stops) mine, only mine
(the door will burst open) Malice: Your so selfish, I hate you
Teacher: May I have your attention pls. Mary Elizabeth: Whatever, just give me back my
Oh my, Gret, Hans ballpen, it’s mine!
Malice: No I won’t
Peter wake up, get up, stand up Mary Elizabeth: It’s mine.
Such a lazy boy, stop that Teacher: STOP! Malice, why are you always
fighting with everybody?
Teacher: Sins, sins, nothing but sins Narrator: We all know that Maisie took the stick
All of you doing school deadly sins And now her classmate will suffer and
feel sick
Envy, gluttony, pride and anger
Walking in the woods
Also selfishness, sloth, and theft
With her red blood cape and hood
Without delay
Your all annoying me
Be careful not
Embarassing me
To lose the way
Pushing me through my limits
Into the woods
And now you’ll see what’s really me
Who knows what way
The bad guy, hideous one, the horrible
Be lurking on my journey
You stole my stick
Into the woods
My champion, my favorite
To get the things
I should laid a spell in all of you right
That make it worth
here!
the journeying
I could have turn y’all into stone, or a
dog, or a chair into the woods—
But I’ll just teach you a lesson, you’ll oh... Is that a golden key?
never forget
Witch: Uh Uh Ah
In return however, I’ll say “Fair is Fair”
Your stealing things again
You’ll bring back my stick in the woods
Bring back my stick!
before the sun flare
(threatening sound)
And will call it square
(maisie enters the scene where Hans
and Gret was)
To Granny who is sick in bed They’ll say, I’m full of beauty and
basically
Never can tell
Just wonder when will my life begin?
What lies ahead
But despite my evil look, my strong power had But Queen Snow’s heart was not made of stone
been took
She took a glimse of how her mirror had shone,
By the witch that dwell here in this forest
She’s only concerned of how her beauty would
Cant’cha see me feeling weak by every hour, fade
Finding a way to kill the witch Had she thrown the mirror where Maleficent
laid..
Now, my birse rise so high
Maisie: Put out the fire!
Give me that and she will die haha
Maleficent: Thank you Snow...
Cause way down deep inside I’m full of sins
Malice: ahhh!! Please hand me he mirror! Both malice and snow had things to be done
But neither of them bothers to know I want more
With their sins gravely punished, oh poor old I wanna be where the people are
snow
I wanna see, wanna see them dancing
(No) Narrator:
Men with pointy teeth and A Queen that thought her beauty was her life
Stop, no more, you’ll just upset me A red Queen who cared for no one but herself
The Queen knows best It was time for little red to step up