And I remember I was 28 on the day I met Benefiche
In the MileHiCon con suite, we played Paxton, Ochs, and Fish
And I knly knew some old folk songs, and he could write so well
He's the first one that I filked with, and the first I aim to kill
So it's next another MileHiCon, then we had four good years
Then I moved to Colorado Springs, and we parted without tears.
Then it's 3 years since I left then town, and my paycheck disappears
It was in a trade for Marty Burke, completed just last year.
And now every week I get a check from my employer in Detroit
And it's every week I cash the thing, and each month I come up short
Do you think that makes it all right, that I'm short by 3 percent?
Well, I guess I'll just keep working here; it sure helps to pay the rent.
And I never cared for Classical, Country I don't understand,
And I'd never take Top 40, whether AM or FM
But now there's fifty thousand filks in this unhappy land
And fifty thousand Rock'n'Rolls being played by just one band (I wish)
Well, my name is Harry Smothers, and I've just gone (mumblety mumble)
A new body in the filk that's going on 'til Kingdom come
Though I seldom write a new filk, I pray God I have new songs!
Now they say the filk is over, but I think it's just begun.
copyright ©1993 by Gerald L. Bliss. Usual disclaimer applies.
Note: Marty Burke, whom I still have not heard, left Michigan for Utah a few months before I left Colorado for Michigan. It was Tim Ryan who stated that I was the "'player to be named later' in the Marty Burke trade."