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Jo: I came to New York on a dream

I knew it might take me a while

But all I've been hearing since I arrived

Is "Leave it right there on the pile"

So today I woke up

And decided it's time

Time to achieve

Time to thrive

Time to climb

Professor Bhaer: Miss March, tell us what happened

Jo: Sometimes when you dream

Your dream is just a guess

Sometimes when you work really hard

You don't know

If you'll ever find success

So I grabbed a story to sell

And I got ready to raise hell

Then I marched out the door and headed right for

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Professor Bhaer: Henry Dashwood, now he's a man of taste

Jo: Dashwod was a fiend

He sneered at my distress

Tossed my story high on a stack

But I was determined I would progress

I said, "Sir, await while you read"

But, alas, he disagreed

So I jumped on a chair and read it right there at

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Professor Bhaer: You did what?!

Jo (as Clarissa): Keep away from me you wretch!

Jo (as Braxton): I cannot keep away

Your beauty draws me

Your passion ignites me!

Professor Bhaer: Ah, it's the one with all the horror in it, the blood bath.

Jo: That's the one

But I took to heart what you said

And I embellished

I made it better

Braxton: I've got to have you

Clarissa: I defy you!

Braxton: I will take you

Clarissa: Let my by you!

Let go, let go

Let go, let go, let go

Jo: Rodrigo appears in magnificent splendor!

Rodrigo: Unhand that woman, villain!

Clarissa, Braxton: Who are you?

Rodrigo: I am your destiny

Your bitterest foe

I've come to avenge your plights

Of ten years ago

Braxton: Ahhh!

Rodrigo: Run to the forest

Run!

Clarissa: I can’t!

The forest is dangerous

My sister went in there and never returned

Rodrigo: You must risk it, you must take the dark path

Your fate awaits you there!

Braxton: She will never escape me

Rodrigo: Hurry!

Braxton: En Garde!

Rodrigo: Go! No!

Jo: Dashwood was aghast

But I could not care less

Words I spoke ignited the air

I felt like a publishing lioness

That’s when Dashwood started to shout

And I thought he’d throw me out

But then I persevered and a forest appeared

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The forest is dark and scary

Clarissa enters, trembling

Fearful of what fate awaits her

She comes to a fork in the road

And stops

Clarissa: Which way do I go?

Jo: A Hag appears

Hag: I can help you choose

But you must make a sacrifice

Give me something dear

Those combs are nice

Clarissa: Without these combs what will I be?

Hag: Perhaps a hag as dull as me

Clarissa: I can’t

Hag: You’ll never know your destiny

Unless you give up vanity!

Clarissa: I’ve got to know

Please show me where to go

Hag: Your fate awaits you there!

Jo: The path is perilous

She avoids swamps

She loses her footing

Her shoes tumble off

The sleeve of her dress gets caught on a twisted limb

She comes to wild rapids

And can go no further

Clarissa: How shall I get across?

Jo: A troll appears

Troll: If you want to cross, you must pay me

I’ve the only boat that can get you there alive

I see you wear a necklace

That holds a pretty jewel

My price to get across is what you’re wearing round your neck

Oh how its glitter makes me drool

Clarissa: I’ve nothing left but this

My prospects are so bleak

Troll: You’ll never know what wisdom is

Until you give up all your riches

Clarissa: Here! It’s yours!

Now show me distant shores

Troll: I’ll take you to your fate

Jo: Sometimes when you dream

Your dreams come true

In extraordinary ways

Suddenly a day can be so amazing

And sometimes when you yearn

You burn the air

And someone else feels the flame

You always knew was there

Knight: Stop, please!

Clarissa: I cannot stop

Knight: Can you not give a tired old knight some assistance?

Clarissa: I have nothing left to give!

Knight: Give me your time!

Clarissa: My fate awaits me

Knight: Can you not care for me?

It’s been years since I felt the touch of another hand

Clarissa: Then take mine

And take my shawl

Ragged as it is

Knight: You have now completed your journey

My sword is yours

It will protect you against your enemies

You may now return to the moors

Your fate is in your hands

Jo: And Clarissa raced from the forest

Raced to the moors where she called

“I have returned Braxton

I will free the moors of your tyranny

Fight me!”

Braxton: I’d always knew you’d come back to me

They always do

Clarissa: Ahhh!

Jo: Clarissa thrusts

She parries, she backs up Braxton

And pins him against a tree

She leaps up onto a craggy rock

Her sword swishing and swooshing

Never had she been more determined

She is on fire!

Pity she hadn’t taken dueling lessons

Out of nowhere, who should appear

But the long forgotten

Rodrigo!

Rodrigo: This is your end, villain

I’ve waited a life time to destroy you

Braxton: Who are you?

Rodrigo: I am your worst nightmare, Braxton

Beth (as Rodrigo): I am -Her sister!

Braxton: Whaaaaa

Jo: And then Dashwood got on his knees

Crying “Sell this to me please!”

Professor Bhaer: Miss March!

Jo: Then he ordered for more, now I’m writing for

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Jo, Clarissa, Rodrigo: I’m ready for destiny(Professor Bhaer, Hag, Troll, Knight: Sometimes when you dream)

My tresses are curled(Your dreams come true)

I’ll take what is rightly mine(In extraordinary ways)

With curtains unfurled(Suddenly a day can be so amazing)

I will not quit, I won’t be forgotten (And sometimes when you yearn)

I’ll shine, I’ll dazzle and more(You burn the air)

I’m ready to take a bow(And someone else)

I’m setting a solemn vow(Feels the flame)

My destiny’s here and now(You always knew)

I’ll astonish the world!(Was there!)