Inspiration for our filk songs below came from the Simegen Listserve in late July and August 2002



Subj: Re: [Simegen-L] Romance Short Story Contest -Bridges Mag 
Date: 7/31/02 2:20:31 PM Eastern Daylight Time 
From: Beverly Erlebacher


Gee, all these contests. I wonder if I could write a romance story. I
guess I could start like this:

"Please save me from the Sime," the Wild Gen woman pleaded, her
heart-shaped face framed by raven-black tresses. Her enormous violet
eyes brimmed with tears.

"Don't worry. Sectuib is a channel. He will never harm you.
I am his Companion, Hrel," said the manly Gen with the cleft chin and
steel blue eyes. "We will take you back to our Householding."

"Is that like a Gen farm?" she asked, her voice, nager and
bosom quivering with fear.

Or maybe the trend these days is to more carnality?

"Please save me from the Sime," the Wild Gen woman pleaded, her
heart-shaped face framed by raven-black tresses. Her enormous violet
eyes brimmed with tears as she ripped open her bodice revealing firm
round ivory breasts tipped with rose-pink nipples. "I'll do anything
for you."

"Don't worry. Sectuib is a channel. He will never harm you.
I am his Companion, Hrel," said the manly Gen with the cleft chin and
steel blue eyes, as his face flushed with desire. He adjusted his
clothes. "We will take you back to our Householding."

"Is that like a Gen farm?" she asked, her voice, nager and creamy
bosom quivering with fear. She lowered her eyes. "Would you... would
you be... the... the..."

Comments? Criticism? Do my talents lie elsewhere? (e.g. gecko breeding,
systems programming, drywall taping)
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 From: "Gene, Kaires, etc." 
 Date: Wed, 31 Jul 2002 15:51:51 -0400
 
 Beverly Erlebacher wrote in part:
 Gee, all these contests. I wonder if I could write a romance story.
 I guess I could start like this:
 
  "Please save me from the Sime," the Wild Gen woman pleaded,
  her heart-shaped face framed by raven-black tresses. Her
  enormous violet eyes brimmed with tears.
 
  ...
 Or maybe the trend these days is to more carnality?
 
  "Please save me from the Sime," the Wild Gen woman pleaded,
  her heart-shaped face framed by raven-black tresses. Her
  enormous violet eyes brimmed with tears as she ripped open her
  bodice revealing firm round ivory breasts tipped with rose-pink
  nipples. "I'll do anything for you."
 ...
 Kaires continued:
 Wow, what a talent! Hey, I want to read BOTH of them.

Beverly replied:
You really think you could stomach 1200 words of either of these? With
or without geckos, systems programming or drywall?

Kaires:
 Hemi-demi-semi seriously, though, this looks like something that 
 would be useful in "Logan's Genfarm" (the new on-line zine we plan to 
 perpetrate).
 
 A major purpose of this zine is to show the writing process in 
 action. I think a segment on how a story changes depending on the 
 intended audience would be a marvelous thing to put there.

Well, if I can do it at about the speed I can type, so can anybody.

Beverly elaborated:
After transfer, they lay there satiated, watching the geckos hunt
moths on the ceiling in the (canola oil) lamp light.

"Sectuib," she murmured, "Who does the drywall taping at this
Householding?"

"Let's not talk about that now, my dear, there are more important
things to consider," he said, trailing his tentacles over her flushed
cheek.

"Mmmmm," she moaned "Like what?"

"How am I going to get Hrel to debug that device driver before I
send him to Zeor for advanced training?" Clearly his heavy load of
responsibility had returned to Sectuib's mind.

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Subj: Re: [Simegen-L] Geckos in Literature (Was: Romance....) 
Date: 8/1/02 12:27:29 AM Eastern Daylight Time 
From: Beverly Erlebacher 


 
 “coyote” scripsit:
 
  Which play was that? I'd like to read it if I haven't already. I read
  "Lysistrata" and "The Frogs" many years ago in the Dudley Fitts
  translations, which were wonderful -- I could hardly stop laughing.
 
John Cowan continues in a discussion with coyote:
 _The Clouds_, more or less as follows:
 
 DISCIPLE (of Sokrates)
 Not long ago a gecko caused him the loss of a sublime thought.
 STREPSIADES (the clod hero, who wants to learn how to win his lawsuits)
 In what way, please?
 DISCIPLE
 One night, when he was studying the course of the moon and its
 revolutions, and gazing open-mouthed at the heavens, a gecko
 crapped upon him from the top of the roof.
 STREPSIADES
 A gecko crapping on Sokrates! That's rich!
 
 The Fitts translations are funny as hell, but to my mind the Arrowsmith
 and Parker versions are even funnier. There's a reprint of _Clouds_,
 _Birds_, _Lysistrata_, and _Frogs_ by Arrowsmith, Parker, and Lattimore
 available now, ISBN 0452007178 in a single volume.

Beverly continues:
Let me point out that one doesn't have to be as authentically erudite as
jcowan and coyote to impress erudite readers with one's apparent erudition.
One could, for example, have Sectuib, Hrel and the Wild Gen Woman out in
the courtyard of the Householding:

Sectuib: Look at the sky. What do you see?
WGWoman: Thousands of dots.
Sectuib: We will go to the stars someday, Sime and Gen together.
Hrel: There's nothing we can't accomplish once true Unity is 
achieved.
WGWoman: What a sublime thought.
Hrel: The Ancients walked on the moon...
Sectuib: Yow! My eye!
Hrel: Sectuib! What's wrong? Let me help you!
WGWoman: Oh no! Oh no!
Sectuib: One of those damn geckos crapped on me!
Junct Gecko: F--- you! F--- you!

If you're lucky, the reviewers will spot the literary allusions to Aristophanes
as well as to HoZ.


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Zeor geckos sing this song,
Junct you! Junct you!
Crawling ceilings all night long,
Junct you all today!

CHORUS:

Going to crawl all night,
Going to sleep all day,
I'll bet my selyn on the Farris Gen,
They'll never make her obey.

Oh, the long-haired Sime with the big black horse,
Junct you! Junct you!
They do two things, and one is rather coarse,
Junct you all today!

CHORUS

Went to Keon with my nager caved in,
Junct you! Junct you!
Came back with a pocket full of copper and tin,
Junct you all today!

CHORUS

Geckos are our naztehrhai,
Junct you! Junct you!
Their spots look like the starry sky,
Junct you all today!

-- John Cowan 
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Rhymelan Simelan:

the other day
upon the stair
i met a gen
who wasn't there
he wasn't there
again today
i think he's from
householding shea

higeldi pigeldi
my sweet gen
she has sex
with a big
qn
you cannot persuade her
however you try
to come across
for her
nazhtehrhai

round and round
the rugged rock
the ragged rensime
ran

hickory dickory dime
the gen ran toward
the sime
she gave him shen
ran back again
hickory dickory dime

dzak and yill
ran up the hill
to give her his
donation
he gave the slip
to her transfer grip
and she lost
postreaction

a sime of valzor town
he had ten thousand gens
he marched them up
to the killroom door
but dragged them back again

didel didel distect
my son yahn
went to bed
with retainers on
one tentacle pinched
and one half dead
didel didel distect
my son yahn

mary had
a little gen
her nager white
as snow
and everywhere
that mary went
the gen was sure
to go

-- John Cowan 
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There was an old channel who lived in a shoe
Who served so many simes, she didn't know what to do.
She gave them all transfer and put them in the Pens,
From whence she had taken donations of Gens.

Illy, Gilly, Pudding and Pie,
Juncted a channel and made him cry.
Where is the Gen who'd do such a thing?
Gone to where the angels sing.


Tall Jak Gathor
Broke out in Rathor 
While baking an esoteric pie.
Stuck in a tentacle 
and drew on a pentacle
and said "What a good Sime am I"

--Jan StClair

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PLASTIC ZEOR
(Tune: “Plastic Jesus”)
(words by Seanara Coyote)

I don't care if my Ford's a le-mon
Long as I have my plastic Rimon
Riding on the dashboard of my car
I ain't worried about the ride
Long as I have my Hugh and Klyd
Riding on the dashboard of my car

Chorus:
Plastic Zeor, Plastic Zeor
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations
We will travel every nation
Me and Plastic Zeor will go far.

I don't care if it's snow and icin' 
Long as I got magnetic Digen
Riding on the dashboard of my car
I feel I'm protected amply
I've got the whole shenned Farris family
Riding on the dashboard of my car

Chorus

Besides, I paid a lot of lettuce
For this genuine Tecton fetish
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Then a voice said: “Stupid peon,
They're wholesale at Householding Keon
Wholesale for the dashboard of your car.”

Chorus