| Plot | Play |
| Who cares what the age of consent is?/Or for the opinions of parents?/The priest brings the rufees/But totally goofs--he/Does not tell the lad what the plan is. | |
| This young man is totally emo/And comes up with a great, fool-proof scheme. Oh/But big bro is furious/His sis's death was curious/And everyone's dead by last scene-o. | |
| This tyrant is terribly cocky/And the government's terribly rocky/His politics dirty/His wounds 'three and thirty,'/Though fictionalized, it's still shocking. | |
| Her father is banished from Dukedom/The wrestler must run for his freedom/In drag, the girl woos him/And tricks him and fools him/Then Dad's back and there ends the conundrum. | |
| On a mystical African isle/The banished man hones magic wiles/His beautiful spawn/Is a political pawn/And all, save the slave, end in smiles. | |
| They all pretend not to be racist/But basically, that's what the gist is/He thinks she's cheating/So gives her a beating/And a pillow he holds where her face is. | |
| This king's a real jerk to his daughters/Two of the three can't stand their father/The nice one, he chucks out/But too late he finds out--/His selfishness ends in her slaughter. | |
| She cures the king's illness so swiftly/And for her reward, as a gift, he/Allows her to marry/The man of her fancy/But he hates her, and the clown's humor's filthy. | |
| She hates her dad's choice for her marriage/And he another girl's love does disparage/Then everything's twisted/All lose inhibitions/With help from some love-sickened fairies. | |
| His wife says he must kill the king/He murders him, but here's the thing:/The witches, they told him/He'd somehow get done in/And soon enough his head is flung. | |