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Baloo's Bugle

October 2006 Cub Scout Roundtable Issue

Volume 13, Issue 3
November 2006 Theme

Theme: Cubs in Shining Armor
Webelos: Craftsman & Scientist
Tiger Cub


Knights of the Roundtable
Heart of America Council


  • King Arthur(in King’s costume or Knight costume with crown),
  • 2 Cub Scouts(in uniform),
  • Knights of the Roundtable(to enter by ascending heights, dressed in knight costumes.) They are to do the action assigned their knight when introduced.


  • Small roundtable
  • Places on side of stage opposite entrance for Knights to stand behind.
  • Table should be small enough not to block view.
  • Knights stand back from it rather than close so costumes are shown off and they are not crowded.
  • King Arthur and Cub Scouts are on stage.

King Arthur:     Welcome, Cub Scouts. We’re happy to have you visit our castle. I’d like you to meet some of the Knights of my Roundtable.

(Knights enter one by one as introduced or enter and say their own names.
They then stand in order in a semi-circle around the Roundtable.)

#1 Knight:  I am  Sir Growlahad.(Knight looks mean and growls)

#2 Knight:I am Sir Dancealot.(Taps across the stage.)

#3 Knight:I am Sir Bones.(Yawns.)

#4 Knight:I am  Sir Bouncealong.(Walks with a bouncy step.)

#5 Knight: I am Sir Spinaround.(Turns once or twice as crosses stage.)

Cub # 1:     Thank you Sir Arthur.

Cub # 2:     It was a pleasure to meet the Knights.

(Sir Arthur goes to circle end.)

Cub # 1:     You can sure tell that fall is coming.

Cub # 2:     How’s that?

Cub # 1:     The Knights are getting longer.

Note: Be sure Scouts enter from smallest to tallest in height. If there is little difference, the first boys may want to stoop a little or first boy enter on knees. Make up your own names if needed like Sir Singalong or Sir Sneezit. The boys will have fun making up their own names with an action or motion.


The Medicrin
Baltimore Area Council

Cast: Narrator, Hero, Medicrin, Loon, and Assorted Villagers

The narrator reads the story slowly and dramatically.
The characters should act out the parts, no props are needed.
The humor in the punch line comes in the end.

There once was a medieval village named Trinsic.  This village was being terrorized by a vile monster, the Medicrin. Each night, the Medicrin would stalk down from the hills, and devour one of the villagers.

The terrified villagers called a meeting, and decided to pool their money together to hire the great hero Erik.

Erik came and listened to the complaints of the villagers. He consulted his Great Hero’s book of Vile Monsters, and learned that Medicrins love to eat Loons.

So Erik hunted high and low to find a loon. He found one, captured it, tied it up, and brought it back to the village. He then had the villagers dig a deep pit.

That night, the Medicrin came...

It smelled the loon...

But it also smelled DANGER, and it ran off, devouring one of the villagers on the way out.

After calming the villagers, the next day, Erik again consulted his Great Hero’s Book of Vile Monsters, and learned that Medicrins also love sugar.

So Erik gathered up all the sugar in the village, and threw it into the pit. The loon, not having eaten in days, devoured all of the sugar in a single gulp. Erik was struck with panic, and ran to and fro trying to figure out what to do next, but night had fallen, and the Medicrin would be there soon, so Erik crossed his fingers, and hoped for the best.

That night, the Medicrin came...

It smelled the loon...
It smelled danger...

But it also smelled sugar, and the Medicrin dove into the pit, and devoured the loon.
The villagers swarmed over the Medicrin, and slew it.

The moral of the story:
A loon full of sugar helps the Medicrin go down.

Drag-on Around
Grand Canyon Council
Heart of America Council

Characters - Dragon(with head boy and as many body pieces as you need for the correct number of boys in the den, finishing with a tail piece), Knight Sir Cub Scout

Scenery - cardboard bushes, house fronts

Props - sword, flames, feather, marshmallow, red sock

Setting -:

  • Dragon comes on stage.
  • Head boy sticks red-socked hand out mouth occasionally as if fire is shooting out.
  • Dragon sneezes.
  • Head boy tapes paper flames to backdrop scenery as if it is being set on fire.
  • All boys making up dragon sneeze together.

Dragon:   Oh, woe is me.(Sniffle) Everybody hates me. Nobody likes me.(Sneeze) I’m so miserable. I just keep sneezing and I can’t help it.(Sneeze) I just can’t figure out what is wrong with me.

Sir C.S.:  (enters, pulls out sword and waves it at dragon) All right, dragon, if you have any last words, say them now. You have caused enough havoc.

Dragon:   (sounding miserable) Oh, who are you?(Sneeze) Why are you bothering me? Can’t you see I have enough problems? I can’t eat.(Sneeze) I can’t sleep. I’m so tired.

Sir C.S.: I am Knight Sir Cub Scout and I have been sent from the Roundtable to take care of you.  You have ruined the countryside. You’re not the only one who can’t eat or sleep. Neither can anyone else, with you setting everything on fire.

Dragon:   Well, take care of me, then. Find out what’s the matter with me. I really mean no harm. I just keep sneezing and when I sneeze, I breathe fire. I don’t intend to do it.

Sir C.S.: I meant, I’m supposed to kill you. But I suppose it would not hurt if I could take care of your problem some other way. Let’s see now.(He looks over the dragon) Why, here’s the problem.

(He pulls a feather out of the dragon’s mouth)

               Now, take a deep breath.(Dragon breathes deeply) How do you feel now?

Dragon:   Oh, Sir Cub Scout, I feel so much better. I promise to be good. Perhaps you could find a job for me. I would like to help people.

Sir C.S.: I do have an idea.(He puts the marshmallow on his sword, and holds it out as if to cook it over the dragon’s flame.)

Or –

Sir Cub:  I have an idea.

(Pulls out a hotdog and puts it on a stick and holds it in from of the dragon)

               Now blow on this, you can be the king's personal cook.  His favorite food is charcoal broiled hotdogs.

The Dragon and The Maiden
Heart of America Council

Props: Cardboard swords, a dragon costume.

Scene: The dragon is on the side of the stage with the maiden and the knights are on the other side.

Maiden:    The knights will be coming soon to say you and rescue me.

Dragon:     I’ll never let the have you. You belong to me.

Knight 1:  I’m the strongest knight. I will slay the dragon and win the maiden’s hand.

(He goes to and battles the dragon, but the dragon wins and the knight gives up and goes off stage.)

Knight 2:  I’m the bravest knight in the land. I’ll rescue the maiden.(repeat Knight 1’s actions.)

Knight 3:  I’m the one to conquer the dragon and save the maiden.(Repeat Knight 1’s actions).

Have each boy in the den fight the dragon and lose.)

Dragon:     I’m the victor! My dear!

Maiden:    Good, I’ve always loved you!

(The maiden kisses the dragon and the dragon changes into a shining knight –

dragon takes off his costume and walks off stage with the maiden.)


Grand Canyon Council

Here is the outline of this skit with a pun for a punch line.  Your den will have to develop the actions  CD

King Arthur sends Sir Lancelot out on an important mission to deliver a message to the king of Spain. It is a long distance, and Lancelot looks in the Kingdom for a good horse to take him there. His own horse is sick, and all he can find is an old mare, but, since he has to leave quickly, he takes the mare.

About 3 days out of the Kingdom, Lancelot realizes his mistake. The horse gets tired and appears to be going lame. He finally makes it to a small village and gets to the Inn. He goes up to the Innkeeper and explains his problem. That is, he needs a good horse so that he can fulfill his mission to deliver the message for the king.

The Innkeeper replies that this is only a small village, and most of the horses around are not up to the task. He is welcome to look around, however, and if he can find anything, he is certainly welcome to it.

Lancelot looks around the village, and true as the Innkeeper has said, no good horse is to be found. As Lancelot is about to give up, he comes across a stable boy carting some feed. He asks the stable boy if there is any beast of burden in the village that he can use to fulfill his mission. The stable boy thinks for a minute, and starts to reply no, but then says, go see if Old Mange in the barn can help you.

Lancelot goes over to the barn expecting to find a horse. What he finds is a very large dog: almost as large as a pony. The dog is a mess, however.  It is mangy, parts of its fur are falling off, and it is full of fleas. Lancelot is desperate at this point, and he looks it over carefully.  It does; however, appear to be strong enough to take him to Spain (which is only 3 days away at this point).

Lancelot goes back to the Innkeeper, and acknowledges that he cannot find a horse in the village that he can use. He says, however that this dog, Old Mange, might be able to take him most (if not all) of the way to his destination.

The Innkeeper hears this, stiffens up, and says, “Sir. I wouldn't send a Knight out on a dog like that.”


Listen At the Wall
Heart of America Council

This is a stunt in which one person goes along a wall just listening, listening.

Others come along and see him.

“What are you hearing?” they say.

“Listen!” he says, dramatically.

So they do. But they don’t hear anything.

Several times somebody tells him “I don’t hear anything.”

“Listen!” he says each time more dramatically.

So they listen some more.

“I don’t hear anything,” someone says in a disgusted voice.

“You know,” says the one that started, with a far-away look in his eyes “it’s been that way all day!”


A Boy’s Thanksgiving
Heart of America Council

A narrator reads the lines while boys pantomime parts of Mother, Father, and Boy, holding up appropriate signs, props or cutouts.

Thanksgiving comes on Thursday by the President’s decree;
But Friday, good old Friday is Thanksgiving Day to me.
There’s lots to eat on Thursday, just heaps and piles of stuff;
But mother always worries for fear there’s not enough.
So many folks for dinner, she’s sure that some will starve,
And whispers to my father, “be careful how you carve.”
“And as for you,” she warns me, and I’ve heard it all before,
“No matter what we pass, don’t ask for any more.”
But Friday, one day after, she doesn’t feel that way.
I’ve heard it all so often, I know she’s going to say.
“Whoever would have guessed it, to see those people eat,
That on this turkey’s carcass, there’d be left a shred of meat?”
“I thought before they finished, we should have to cook its mate
But there’s quite a lot left over, come, Willie, pass your plate!”
Thanksgiving may be on Thursday, by the President’s decree,
But Friday, oh boy, Friday is Thanksgiving day to me.
And it isn’t only turkey, for there’s nuts, and fruit, and pie,
And no one counting noses with a watchful, worried eye.
There’s joy in every cabinet, a surprise on every shelf;
And only gentle warnings if I go and help myself.

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