Bath Time for Shakespeare

Your Coca-Cola bottle presents Claudia Claudia based on the original stories by Rose Franken brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday By your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself Have a Coke and now Claudia Miss Trump

Not take care of all the packing good. Where's evening paper? Oh someplace Ron Say that trunks certainly looks at the foot of eating a big dinner. Oh, not reminds me. David, if you haven't got anything to do, you can come help me in the kitchen.

No, I thought as much. No peace for the weary. You mean the wicked? Come on, Shakespeare, you can help me too. Careful you're stepping on him. Now, hand me the ladder. Will you? I want to see what's on the top shelf of the cupboard.

Nothing up there. You can't reach it. Now, where's my paper? I better just look to make sure. I may have hidden something away. I'll do it. You'll only fall down and break in little pieces.

Oh, if I had the wings of an angel, would jar preserves coming down? Oh, wonderful! It's brand new! We'll take it with it! Oh, these are half a jar of honey coming down! David, don't throw it the little, half of it will spill!

Oh, the stick out is tipping, David! Out of my way, out, out of jumping! Sir ma'am, all right. Didn't you see my parachute open? I'll never ask you to help me again as long as I live.

Good. How's the sap ladder? one leg crack. You see it wasn't safe and don't ever let me catch you climbing up on anything that's not safe. I've climbed up a net step ladder a hundred times it's safe enough from the I'm light as a feather and I have a wonderful sense of balance. What