The Song and Dance

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Original: The Crane Dance (Julia Ecklar)

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In this song, I quest for lyrics

But they come not to me

“Writing words is the point of filk”

But alas it will not be

It is hard to write the lyrics

When the words don’t come to mind

Perhaps I can beg for lyrics,

If people will be kind

For lyrics can move minds and hearts

And hold allure for fen

But the lyrics don’t flow easily

To the paper from my pen

In my life, I’ve written lyrics

Perhaps I’m tapped out now

I know I can come up with lyrics

But I have forgotten how

If I try to surf to rhymezone

At least it will suck less

My friends, for this I’m sorry

But this song turns out a mess

For lyrics of a fairy tale

That everybody knows

For ideas to write my lyrics

I intend to turn to prose

Still I try to quest for lyrics

With my laptop on my knees

I still yearn to find my muse, for

My quest perhaps she’ll ease

With my hands upon the keyboard

And vi in insert mode

I try to write out song words

But I’m too used to writing code

For lyrics are within my grasp

If I just try hard enough

I just hope the lyrics will come soon

Why should it be so tough?

Shall I despair of finding lyrics

Or shall be brave and strong?

Could it be that sometime soon

The ideas would come along

This song is almost over

And the words are almost done

And before this song is finished

I will come up with a pun

For lyrics are so hard to find

This close to the end

But I know where to find lyrics

If I put them on my stand