Act III Scene IV

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner

Murderer#2 :

Mr. Davis isn't going to like this Ollie

Then let me do the talking, by golly

What is it that you will him tell

I'll think of that after I ring the bell

MacDavis :

There's that damn doorbell again

Those mormons sure are a big pain

It's just like them to on our door beat

Just as I am sitting down to eat

Our Letterman, MacDave was looking quite pale

It's illegal for you to be getting chain mail

I know MacDonald will come soon to attack

But all that darned Mail is breaking his back

No need to worry, it's not who you say

It's only some peddlers selling Amway

Well kick them out it is time for your dinner

If you don't eat your haggis, you'll start looking thinner

Tell me gentlemen that the deed you did do

Excuse me please I am coming through

Well actually sir, we only did half

You see Stanley here made a big Gaff

Curse you for not doing some more

Now you will have to do one other chore

Please sir, let it be something less bloody

All Right, move my piano upstairs to the study

Sorry my dear for that timely delay

Did you not set a place for me anyway

Are you daft, I sat you on the end of the table

Right there with the bowl of soup and a ladle

Really dear you are the most

That's where you sat Bankroll's ghost

Now who's the one that's being dim?

Why would I have invited him?

Yet there he sits eating my Chicken soup

And my new chair is covered in Horse poop

Lady MacDavis:

I'll shoo him out with my dust broom

Could I just use your bathroom?

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