Orchidean Eyes

Orchidean Eyes

Sung to “The Long-horn Cow”

I’m going to leave Orchidea,

To fight the monsters far away.

Farewell my children and my herds,

‘Til in the Tree’s Embrace I lay.

The slavers thought to capture me

While on the banks of Cousteau I fought,

But first I stabbed and then I flew

And never by the slavers got caught.

My ship was captured by salvagers

And though they sold most of the crew,

The monsters took one look at me

And women began to form a queue.

For my loins were Commonwealth

And well bountiful were my seeds.

I reckon most of the births on Noviskaya

Were the result of all my mighty deeds.

DamLince claims they won the war

But we’ll never believe their lies,

For one hundred children on Noviskaya

Have Orchidean faces and Orchidean eyes.

Songs and Stories from A Filker’s Companion to Bedina’s War

Algonquian

Foreigners who can laugh together speak the same language in their hearts. Algonquian


Scriptures from A Filker’s Companion to Bedina’s War

Life Equation

by Evelyn Rainey

I don't think there's a difference between

People who seek

Scientific truths and people who seek

A greater understanding of God. 

I think the only thing is

The way they go about it. 

Scientist sees X+Y-5%/2Qx97 = 158 and finds

Meaning in life trying to establish

A value for every part of the equation. 

Spiritualist sees X+Y-5%/2Qx97 = 158 and finds

Meaning in life celebrating the mysterious

Flow of the problem and its sure solution. 

Same equation. 

Same answer. 

Different ways of enjoying it.

Could a man really love a woman so much? One word, one phrase from her lips, and they would be changed forever.

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Orchi Cadence

Orchi Cadence

(Done in a marching cadence)

Leader: Oolongs are ugly and oolongs smell

Group: But I’d rather kiss an oolong than rot in jail.

Leader: Scorps are poisonous and scorps do sting.

Group: But I’d rather be scorped than speak Alliang.

Leader: Crocs are fierce and crocs run well.

Group: But I’d rather kiss a croc than lift a monster’s veil.

Leader: Stinkvine strangles and makes you wince.

Group: But I’d rather live in stinkvine than in the Dam’lince!

Songs and Stories from A Filker’s Companion to Bedina’s War

Erinyes

To learn how to live, one must first learn to die.Erinyes


Scriptures from A Filker’s Companion to Bedina’s War

Who taught you how to catch that stick by the unburned end?

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