So, sometimes, I get a song stuck in my head, and words start to come out. Geeky words. It ends up as what’s known as
filk. I’m not claiming to be a Tom Smith or any of the other artists at the
FuMP; I’m no Leslie Fish, Luke Ski, or Mercedes Lackey. Sometimes, though-just sometimes-I manage to amuse myself.
The following is one of those rare times
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