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<big>Listened to the Russian Dance from Nutcracker one more time and
OOPS, if you want to call it an AB scheme musically (main theme,
bridge, main theme) I had a few A's where B's should have been and
vice versa and the wrong number of both here and there. There are
a zillion copies of this on YouTube (you can probably get the
whole ballet if you're willing to poke around a bit. Anyway,
thanks to Steve for his kind support and for making it clear other
fledgling carol writers (or at least me) aren't infringing on his
turf. But his carols are always just so darned funny! The Baha'is
have a filk like this for our period of fasting (sunrise to sunset
for 19 days, and they always fall around the spring equinox so
it's not as severe as Ramadan if it falls during the summer, but
of course when Ramadan falls around now, the Muslims do get off a
little easier). Anyway, the line everyone remembers is the end of
the verse (tune is "Yesterday" by the Beatles): "Oh, my last lunch
was yesterday..."<big><big><big><big><big><br>
</big><small><small><small><small><small><small><small><big><big><br>
<big>Word of warning: the Trepak is
pretty fast. I found a copy on YouTube
and sang with it, but most versions I
found were pretty brisk. Anyone wanna
try the 1812 Overture for next year?<br>
Karen Webb</big><br>
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ARTEMESIA CAROL (tune of Russian Dance/Trepak from Nutcracker)<br>
<big><big><big><small><small><br>
Go, Artemesia, go, go, go<br>
I'm sitting in a pile of snow<br>
But you just sit there overflowing.<br>
<br>
All summer long we played this game<br>
By now it's getting really lame<br>
Why can't you show some signs of life?<br>
<br>
You cannot doubt my loyalty<br>
At night I shelter 'neath a tree<br>
So I can hear those steam thumps starting<br>
<br>
I've missed so many other things<br>
Like Giantess and elks with wings<br>
And 20,000 Fan and Mortars.<br>
<br>
(Bridge)<br>
<br>
I've tried to learn so many signs that tell me<br>
The flood's becoming imminent (or so they say).<br>
Italy's full and my field glasses tell me<br>
The pool is cycling half an inch.<br>
Erupt!<br>
Erupt!<br>
Erupt <br>
Erupt<br>
Erupt!<br>
Erupt <br>
Erupt<br>
Erupt!<br>
<br>
So... I'm gonna watch the bubbles now<br>
They figure in, I don't know how.<br>
And all they do is mesmerize us,<br>
<br>
But here I'm staying anyway<br>
I'll wait until I'm old and grey<br>
You've overflowed for 30 hours<br>
AND<br>
Critters come, they've caught my scent<br>
I can't just tell them "Go get bent."<br>
A bison's here, his tail way up<br>
He paws the ground as two bears sup<br>
On my food; now a moose is here,<br>
The moonlight shows raised hackles clear<br>
But then<br>
At last<br>
The steam bumps and the flood appear (HEY!)</small></small><br>
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I had an alternative ending for the "Erupt" part that was "Erupt,
erupt, or else I'll jump into the pool and end it all" but
wondered if it was in dubious taste. Although I admit I've felt
this way after a long, fruitless sit.</big><br>
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