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Monologue: Looking for Love
John 8: 1-11
(A woman, clearly pregnant)
I suppose I was looking for love, but I got more
than I bargained for. Everyone talks about love...
But there’s precious little of it about. When I was
a kid, my Mum and my Dad both called me “Love...”
“Love, would you give me a hand to set the table...”
“Would you run down to the market for me, Love...”
“Look love, would you clear off and give my head peace...”
It’s an easy word to say... its not so easy to find.
And let me tell you I’ve looked. I’m not blaming
anyone else... I made my bed, and I lay in it...
Continues
John 8: 1-11
(A woman, clearly pregnant)
I suppose I was looking for love, but I got more
than I bargained for. Everyone talks about love...
But there’s precious little of it about. When I was
a kid, my Mum and my Dad both called me “Love...”
“Love, would you give me a hand to set the table...”
“Would you run down to the market for me, Love...”
“Look love, would you clear off and give my head peace...”
It’s an easy word to say... its not so easy to find.
And let me tell you I’ve looked. I’m not blaming
anyone else... I made my bed, and I lay in it...
Continues
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