Fuzzy Fish

Based on nothing in particular, except that I did think that the notion of an intelligent being sacrificing itself and seeing it as natural was intriguing. Swan (the ship) has an interesting life philosophy… I should write about her some more sometime.
Tune: Original.

Recording

On nickle and titanium you voyaged through the void
And now at last you see your new home's sun.
In this, like all beginnings, something dear will be destroyed.
The parting's pain has only just begun.
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הקלטה בביצוע דנה כץ, ללא ליווי.

Once we all were children, and so it was we played,
But then I had to grow up and I left you where you stayed.
I married my dear James, the bravest man I've ever known,
And had my Darling Angela, a daughter of my own.
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Dedicated to everyone out there who knows how hard it is to get a decent bra.
Tune: Catherine Faber's "Song of the Stars"

Some girls wear chain-mail and others wear brass,
Living their life by their sword and their… sass.
But I tell this lesson to all who might care:
While steel's fine for weapons, it doesn't make good underwear.
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We are like the lotus
Rising from the swamp,
Emerging to a life
So filled with strife,
We're thoughtless, dumb and damp.
We were elves, and now we're tainted, soiled;
Orcs are Middle-Earthly lotus,
Born to toil.
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Now the Grand Trunk stretches across the land
Pushing the message on.
And the towers need every working hand
To push the message on.
And you're far too young, and you're far too bright,
But it's far away and the pay's all right,
So you find yourself spending endless nights
Pushing the message on.

And you've left behind you your childhood's home
To direct the messages' restless roam
As you're pushing the message on.
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I am but a simple programmer, with logic to my mind,
So when I looked back as I walked, I never thought to find
A vampire a-stalkin' me, and closing up behind
To come and suck my blood!
But…
On my Palm there's Holy Java,
Glory to the Holy Java,
With the use of Holy Java
The vampire will be mud!
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Tune: Mercedes Lackey's "The Cost of the Crown".

The stars are cruel and far and bright, as I can't help but know,
Reminding me of peace and rest I've felt so long ago.
The ruthless march of war has swept away all able men,
And those who can no longer march still serve the best they can.
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