Norma:Salome, what a woman, what a part!

Innocent body and a sinful heart,

Inflaming Herod's lust,

But secretly loving a holy man.

Nobody could play her like I can.



Joe:well, I had nothing urgent coming up,

I thought I might as well skim it.

It's fun to see how bad bad writing can be,

This promised to go to the limit.



Norma:there's so many great scenes, I can't wait.

A boiling cauldron of love and hate.

She toys with Herod

Till he's putty in her hands

He reels tormented through the

Desert sands



Joe:it sure was a real cheery set-up

The wind breezing through that organ

Max shuffling around and a dead ape

Dumped on a shelf

And her staring like a gorgon



Norma:they drag the Baptist up from the jails

She dances the dance of the seven veils.



Herod says: I'll give you anything.



Joe:now it was time for some comedy relief

The guy with the baby casket.

Must have seen a thing or two, that chimp,

Shame it was to late to ask it



Norma:have you got to the scene where she

Asks for his head?

If she can't have him living, She'll

take him dead.

They bring in his head on a silver tray.

She kisses his mouth. it's a great

Screenplay!



Joe:it got to be eleven, I was feeling ill

What the hell was I doing?

Melodrama and sweet champagne

And a garbled plot from a scrambled brain;

But I had my one plot brewing.



Just how old is Salome?



Norma:Sixteen.



Joe:could be it's a little long

Maybe the opening's wrong

But it's extremely good for a beginner.

Norma:no, it's a perfect start,

I wrote that with my heart

The riverbank, the Baptist, and the sinner.

Joe:shouldn't there be some dialogue?

Norma:I can say anything I want with my eyes.

Joe:it could use a few cuts.

Norma:I will not have it butchered!

Joe:I'm not talking limb from limb,

I just mean a little trim

All you need is someone who can edit.

Norma:I want someone with a knack

Not just any studio hack

And don't think for a minute I'll share

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