in Celie's memory. NETTIE Dear Celie, I know you think I am dead. But I am not. I've been writing every week all these years, but I guess you haven't
REWRITTEN FOR THE 1952 REVIVAL] WINTERGREEN: [SINGS] I have definite ideas about the deficit; I have plans about our tonnage on the ocean. But before I grow statistical, I
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water pistol) BIRD GIRLS Ooh...Ahh! HORTON I'm cold and I'm wet And I'm catching the flu. Oh, Mayzie, please hurry! I've got to save Who! Oh, Mayzie
