From: Dom Hamon
Newsgroups: alt.fan.pratchett
Subject: [I] Delurking ... And a filk
Date: Wed, 24 May 2000 20:05:28 +0100


Hi

I've been lurking for a couple of months and have read the FAQs[1] 
so I thought it about time to delurk. 

I'm not going to go on about the number of books I've read or how 
long I've been a fan but I thought I'd try my hand at the noble art 
of filking. I warn you now that it's probably not as good as you're 
used to but then you've been spoilt *grin*.

Well here goes ...


                (You Used To Be) A Newbie Too

                TtTO (They Long to Be) Close To You 
                     by Hal David/Burt Bacharach

                Why do tags always disappear
                Every time they are near?
                Just like me you used to be
                A newbie too

                Then come flames, never very kind,
                Every time. May I remind?
                Just like me you used to be
                A newbie too

                On the day of your first post
                Clue fairies got together
                And they noticed that you might not have a clue.
                So they sent a nice mail
                To help you fit in
                And next thing you could do it right

                That is why there are no more flames
                AFP then proclaims:
                Just like me you used to be 
                A newbie too

                On the day of your first post
                The oldbies got together
                And they noticed that you might not have a clue.
                To read the FAQ,
                They told you to do
                And next thing you could do it right

                That is why there are no more flames
                AFP then proclaims
                Just like me you used to be 
                A newbie too

                Just like me you used to be 
                A newbie too


I thank you. *exit, stage left*

*pokes head round curtain*

By the way, there probably isn't any need to follow up on this. 
Unless you're offering chocolate covered cats with breasts. That's 
different.

dom

[1] That's the kiss of Death[2] .. I must have done something wrong.
[2] Is it me or is that a terrifying thought. His lips are all bony.

-- 
A mathematician is a machine for turning coffee into theorems  -  
Paul Erdos