Soulcaking Play performed at Lymm 1930

LETTER-IN:

In comes I, Letter-in. Strike a fire and make a light,
'Cause in this house there's going to be a terrible fight,
'Tween King George and the Black Prince.
If you don't believe these few words I say,
Step in King George and clear the way.

KING GEORGE:

'Twas I who fought the fiery dragon, and brought it to the slaughter,
And by these means, won the King of Egypt's daughter.
If you don't believe these few words I say,
Step in Black Prince and clear the way.

BLACK PRINCE:

In comes I, Black Prince, born of high renown.
This night I come to take King George's life and courage down.
If that be him that standeth there, That slew my master's son and heir,
If that be him of royal blood, I'll make it flow like Noah's Flood.

KING GEORGE:

Stand back thou black Morocco dog, Or by my sword you'll die.
I'll pierce thy body full of holes, And make thy buttons fly.

BLACK PRINCE:

How cans't thou pierce my body and make my buttons fly,
When my body's ...................... , ..................covered with steel?

KING GEORGE:

On guard!
(They fight, and the Black Prince is defeated)
If you don't believe these few words I say, Step in Old Woman and clear the way.

OLD WOMAN:

Oh! King George, King George, what hast thou done?
Thou'st killed and slain my only son, my only heir.
See how he lies bleeding there.

KING GEORGE:

Well, Old Woman, he challenged me to fight.
Better to fight than to die.
If you don't believe these few words I say,
Step in Quack Doctor and clear the way.

QUACK DOCTOR:

In comes I, Quack Doctor. Here I come from the continent,
To cure this man which King George has slain.
In my inside, outside, backside pocket, I've some ooky-pooky-snooky,
It will bring a dead man back to life again.
(Doctor revives Black Prince with small bottle)
If you don't believe these few words I say,
Step in Beelzebub and clear the way.

BEELZEBUB:

In comes I, Beelzebub. On me showlder I carries me club.
In me 'and me dripping pon. I reckon mesel' a reg'lar owld mon.
If you don't believe these words I say, Step in Derry Doubt and clear the way.

DERRY DOUBT:

In comes I, Derry Doubt, with me shirt-lap hanging out.
Five yards in and five yards out. Out goes I, little Derry Doubt.