From: Gid Holyoake
Subject: The Phantom Filker Part IV
Date: 30 September 1998 18:17
Hmmm.. it's a funny old world innit.. I thought that this one would be extremely easy to do.. and indeed so it was.. eventually.. this is the filk that's targeted at those lovely people, the dealers.. I started out by using people's names in it, and therein lay the real problems.. for a start some of them are difficult to rhyme with (I didn't think Mr. Pearson would be particularly impressed at being compared to a gurnard!).. the second point being how many people would know just who I was talking about.. for example.. I had a lovely verse about Eric scribbling like a cleric.. I know who Eric is, but who else does.. of course, the inestimable Suzi came to my rescue and said: "Why don't you write the verses about the goods, rather than their purveyors?".. so I did, and here it is:
There were books, books, getting lots of looks!
In the Square, in the Square
There were books, books, getting lots of looks!
On the stalls in Sator Square
How do we do it? I don't know
The profit margin's far too low
I think the Patrician ought to know!
There were candles, candles, some of them with handles!
There was ale, ale, some of it Imp Pale!
There were prints, prints, getting admiring squints!
There were shirts, shirts, for giants down to squirts!
There was stitchery, stitchery, showing the signs of witchery!
There was more, more, but the rhymes were all too poor!
In the Square, in the Square
There was more, more, but the rhymes were all too poor!
On the stalls in Sator Square
How do we do it? I don't know
The profit margin's far too low
I think the Patrician ought to know!
Gid
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