wiley207
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Here's my try at writing a classic-style Sesame Street skit. If it actually existed, the butterflies would be played by real, live butterflies like this:
http://www.laspilitas.com/butterfli.../western_tiger_swallowtail_on_a_lobilia_1.jpg
THE COUNT COUNTS BUTTERFLIES
The scene is a big butterfly bush in a park on a nice sunny day. Several live butterflies are fluttering about (they are all Tiger Swallowtail butterflies). We hear organ music as Count von Count enters holding his cape across his body. He notices the camera.
Count: Greetings! I am the Count. Do you know why they call me the Count? Because I LOVE to count things! (sees the butterflies flying around the bush) Ah! Butterflies! And they are Swallowtail butterflies, too. So I will COUNT them! (clears his throat) One! One butterfly.
A number “1” appears next to the Count.
Count: Two! Two butterflies. (the number “2” appears) Three! Three butterflies. (the number “3” appears) Four! Four butterflies. (the number “4” appears)
A big, green Luna Moth flutters in.
Count: Five! Uh, wait, that is not a butterfly. That is a moth! Oh well… One! (the number “1” appears again) One moth! Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (as he laughs, the sky darkens a bit and lightning flashes with a booming thunderclap and then the moth leaves and it is sunny again) Now back to the butterflies… (as a few more Swallowtail butterflies fly up to the bush) Five! Five butterflies. (“5” appears) Six! Six butterflies. (“6” appears) Seven! Seven butterflies. (“7” appears) Eight! Eight butterflies! (as “8” appears, the sky darkens again and there is more thunder and lightning) Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (the butterflies fly away at the stormy weather, and then the thunder fades and it is sunny again)
Count: (sighs) They always do that whenever I count them.
http://www.laspilitas.com/butterfli.../western_tiger_swallowtail_on_a_lobilia_1.jpg
THE COUNT COUNTS BUTTERFLIES
The scene is a big butterfly bush in a park on a nice sunny day. Several live butterflies are fluttering about (they are all Tiger Swallowtail butterflies). We hear organ music as Count von Count enters holding his cape across his body. He notices the camera.
Count: Greetings! I am the Count. Do you know why they call me the Count? Because I LOVE to count things! (sees the butterflies flying around the bush) Ah! Butterflies! And they are Swallowtail butterflies, too. So I will COUNT them! (clears his throat) One! One butterfly.
A number “1” appears next to the Count.
Count: Two! Two butterflies. (the number “2” appears) Three! Three butterflies. (the number “3” appears) Four! Four butterflies. (the number “4” appears)
A big, green Luna Moth flutters in.
Count: Five! Uh, wait, that is not a butterfly. That is a moth! Oh well… One! (the number “1” appears again) One moth! Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (as he laughs, the sky darkens a bit and lightning flashes with a booming thunderclap and then the moth leaves and it is sunny again) Now back to the butterflies… (as a few more Swallowtail butterflies fly up to the bush) Five! Five butterflies. (“5” appears) Six! Six butterflies. (“6” appears) Seven! Seven butterflies. (“7” appears) Eight! Eight butterflies! (as “8” appears, the sky darkens again and there is more thunder and lightning) Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (the butterflies fly away at the stormy weather, and then the thunder fades and it is sunny again)
Count: (sighs) They always do that whenever I count them.