-> "Wouldn't It Be Loverly? ('My Fair Fiddlegirl', Scene 2 of 16)"
Original Song Title:
"Wouldn't It Be Loverly?"
Parody Song Title:
"Wouldn't It Be Loverly? ('My Fair Fiddlegirl', Scene 2 of 16)"
The Lyrics
If you have not read Scene 1, "Why Can't Musicians Get Their Parodies To Pace?", please read it before reading this Scene.
FG is at her home, and TT, in his burrow. Though far apart, their ESP and general mind-melding cause them to start musing aloud at about the same time.
TT:
It's rather dull at AIR; perhaps I'll e-mail ChuckyG. Hmmm...
FG:
I'm getting sick of his nit-pick; try tough talk: Tommy T. Hmmm...
TT:
If not train wreck, but blended: Write it (bummer!) with FG!
FG:
Hmm, hmm
TT:
Hmm, hmm
BOTH, separate but equal:
Wouldn't it be loverly?
READER, to FG:
[spoken]
Why's he hound ya now, dear Ms. Fiddle? Little nits?
FG:
All I want is a site, unique
Far away from the Turtle's beak
So he cannot critique
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
TT:
All I want is a page somewhere
Far away from the censor's glare
To stare at derriére
And write of coupling lovingly
Oh, so lovingly writing of lamb-pooning at my will
I would never stop till lamb... and readers both had their fill!
FG:
Lots of voters who think I'm sweet
Lots of Fives, is my page replete
Away from flippered feet
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly
Loverly, loverly
ALL:
All we want is a tune at AIR
Fiddlegirl: no one can compare
Prepare with care so rare
FG:
Until TT discovered me
"This, delete; that line's incomplete"
Feelings: cold; gives me lots of heat
"Watch pace and metric feet" [1]
Until I cry, "Oh, Brother! Gee!"
TT:
Oh, so talented, kitten; and so: groomin' skill by drill
I won't let her fudge one thing ... keep playing Jack to her Jill
ALL:
Two good heads writin' par-o-dy
Render splendor, do he and she
FG:
At times, unfair to me
But sometimes, treats ... me lovingly.
ALL:
Shove her, he?
FG:
Smother me
ALL:
Love her, T!
[Whistled interlude]
FG:
Oh, shouldn't it ... be: Tommy, me?
ALL:
Dove, is she
FG:
Love me, T.!
ALL:
Love her, T.!
Couldn't they team lovingly?
Unfortunately, their differences continue to overshadow both their good intentions and the good wishes of the AmIRighters. Will the Professor regret his decision to take her in? Tune in tomorrow, and find out!
[1] "metric foot", or just "foot" (in verse) - a group of syllables, usually two or three but sometimes four, forming the basic unit of poetic rhythm. One word may contain many feet, and one foot may span several words.
For example, in this song, the main verse feet are two syllables each:
To stare / at der / riére
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