(leaping up a twisty-turvy ladder) I take thee at thy word! Call me but Love-Hop, I’ll be new-Seuss-baptized and never more stop! No Montague, no Capulet, no Grinch-hearted kin— Just a two-footed thing with a thingamajig grin!
Then hush, my sweet Snuvvle, my Foona-lagoona— Let’s run off and marry before next Blue Noona! Would you like a full one-act script, more scenes (the fight, the potion, the ending), or a list of punny Seuss-style character names? the seussification of romeo and juliet
(They freeze. A Grinch-like silence. Then laughter.) (leaping up a twisty-turvy ladder) I take thee at thy word
’Tis but thy name that is my nennifer-nemesis. A rose by any other word would still smell as smumulous. So Romeo, pluck off thy Montague sticker, And I’ll be thy Zizzer, thy Zower, thy Zicker! Then hush, my sweet Snuvvle, my Foona-lagoona— Let’s
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose-beak Would smell as sweet if it went squeak-squeak-squeak! So doff thy name, and for no name at all, Be my Fizza-ma-Wizza, my Wocket, my Wall!
Two houses, both alike in grand flair, In fair Verona—quite a Seussian affair. From ancient grudge break to new muttering, Where every line comes with a hop and a spluttering. No dagger, no poison, no tragic, sad stuff— Just Thing One, Thing Two, and a whofliphicated fluff. Young Romeo, lonesome with a heart like a pail, Meets Juliet, who speaks in a twistiferous tale. A mash-up, a mash-up, oh what could be stranger? A balcony, a nonsense, a Zizzer-Zazzer-Zunger! With a Grickle-beast nurse and a Friar named Gootch, This play will go snuff-belly-bumpity-looch! So toss out your sonnets, your stabbing, your strife, It’s Seuss plus Will Shakespeare — a romp of a life! Sample Scene: The Balcony (But Seussified) JULIET (perched on a curly-whirly balcony) O Romeo, Romeo! Where for art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father and spurn thy name-o. Or if thou wilt not, just be but my love, And I’ll no longer be a Capulet above.
(waddling in with a tail and a snuffle) By my two-left-footed flunnel and fan, That’s Romeo, girl — a Montague man! And here comes a Tizzle-Topped, Grickle-gone feud! Hide your bonnet, my child — get un-Seussified, dude!
