In the meantime, the three-tiered world of the adventures of young Max Spencer is already inspiring me to write my favorite kind of filk -- in-world documents, disguised as songs. Here is a traditional Frobit piece, taunting their great species enemy, the Snow Faeries.
Snow Faeries Don’t Wear Pants
© 2011 Itchy McFrobisher
Snow Faeries like their diamond slippers
When they go out to dance
Snow Faeries like their knee-length tunics
’Cause Snow Faeries don’t wear pants
No pants
Snow Faeries don’t wear pants
Snow Faeries fight with walrus chariots
With harpoon and the lance
Snow Faeries wear that fish scale armor
But Snow Faeries don’t wear pants
No pants
Snow Faeries don’t wear pants
Hey you kids, get off my lawn!
Come morning, I want this trash gone!
Snow Faeries need their dads and brothers
Their uncles and their aunts
Snow Faeries hide behind their cousins
’Cause Snow Faeries don’t wear pants
No pants
Snow Faeries don’t wear pants
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