'Twas the Night Before Sunday, and Other Pernized Christmas Carols

Kassima: "I secretly have a pair of wings, myself--they're usually hidden under my riding jacket. They're the only thing that keeps me from going *splat* every time that I accidentally leap off my ledge without benefit of my dragon."

Note: Things are rather quiet on most Saturday nights on PernMUSH--thus, the theme of the first filk, which is actually not a song but a takeoff on a rather popular poem. Apologies go to Aphrael's Prefeth and P'tran the Weather Deity for mentioning them therein. As for the rest of these... well, I'll just plead insanity and leave it at that.

'Twas the Night Before Sunday


'Twas the night before Sunday, and all through PernMUSH
Not a soul was RPing; all quiet, all hushed.
The chars were all snug in their weyrs, for there,
They could idle without being +watched; s'only fair.
I was Websurfing, my friends were at their works
(And their bosses will not let them MUSH there--what jerks).
When out in the LC, there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my ledge to see what was the matter.
(Of course, since at the time, I was laggin',
I didn't notice at first I'd forgotten my dragon.)
Back to get Lysseth I flew in a flash,
As I had no desire to fall down and crash;
I groaned when I saw that the rooms' descs did show
Mr. Weather Deity had coded up snow.
So as soon as I landed Lyss in the white mess,
She threw some at Prefeth, who was not impressed.
I tried to leave, but was locked tight in place;
You can bet that new strap code got quickly erased.
Anyway, I then sprinted into the LC,
Fearing what sort of thing I might therein see--
But what by my wondering eyes should be found,
But a whole bunch of friends, just hanging around?
So get citron!  Get cheese-bread!  Get cider, or tea!
Just don't get klah--water's in it, you see.
I sat at a table, posed eating my food,
And since Salless was watching, I said it was good;
Settling down for another night of Cavern chat,
I fed my fire-lizards (no wonder they're fat).
I was still amazed (that may not seem right,
Unless you know how dead things are on Saturday night)
To see people out of their rooms for a change!
I realized that it was decidedly strange.
What in Faranth's name was happening here,
That would cause all these folk to get out of their weyr?
Then all of a sudden there came a loud crack!
I drew a beltknife, suspecting an attack--
(Lysseth was looking a bit bright, and so,
I had to act paranoid and foo, y'know.)
I felt pretty stupid when I saw a pot
Of eggs, which were lying on sand that was hot.
The people had moved over to try their luck;
Out of my seat and towards the clutch I snuck.
The hatchlings adorable!  The Impressees, how merry!
(Until I accidently hit them with raw wherry.)
My blessing--or curse--did indeed hold true,
'Cause I managed to be claimed by yet another blue.
From the Caverns I then made quick haste to scram,
Lest I be suffocated by all the sheer spam.
And I heard someone yell, as I fled out of sight,
"Clear skies, and don't forget you've sweeps at first light!"

				---Written by Kassima

Herdbeasts Roasting On an Open Fire


Herdbeast roasting on an open fire,
FLs nipping at your nose.
Weyrlings teaching lifemates to breathe fire;
Folks in wherhide from head to toes.
Everybody knows a wherry slaughtered in the snow,
Helps feed riders whose greens are bright.
Male dragons, watching that proddy glow,
Will find it hard to sleep, tonight.
For they know a flight is on its way!
And soon they'll head to the Feeding Grounds to slay!
And every weyrbrat is sure to spy
To see if they can sneak a bubbly pie.
And so, I'm offering this sage advice
To Weyrfolk, from one to ninety-two.
Though you can drink wine, and the cider is nice--
Drink water, and you'll be eating for two!

				---Written by Kassima

Greenrider Rock


Greenrider, greenrider, greenrider rock--
We'll commit a crime, if we have the time.
We're RPing; they're fleeing--it's bushels of fun!
Now the evilfest has begun!

Greenrider, greenrider, greenrider rock--
Bluerider stew for me and for you.
Slice 'em and dice 'em, 'fore they get away--
Let's serve Rider Flambe!

What a bright time, it's the right time
To 'Net the night away.
And rising time's a surprising time,
For the blueriders that we slay!

Throw the 'shrooms, throw the knives; pick up your feet!
Evil around the clock!
Mischief and mayhem are what we find neat--
That's the greenrider, that's the greenrider,  
That's the greenrider rock!

				---Written by Kassima

The Twelve Days of PernMUSH


On the first day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
A disemboweled wherry!

On the second day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Two horrid mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the third day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Three bad newbies,
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the fourth day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies,
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the fifth day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies,
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the sixth day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Six queens a-clutching,
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies,
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the seventh day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Seven dragons bathing, six queens a-clutching,
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies,
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the eighth day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Eight Herders milking,
Seven dragons bathing, six queens a-clutching, 
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies, 
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the ninth day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Nine Harpers Harpering, eight Herders milking,
Seven dragons bathing, six queens a-clutching, 
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies, 
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the tenth day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Ten Lord Holders leaping,
Nine Harpers Harpering, eight Herders milking,
Seven dragons bathing, six queens a-clutching, 
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies, 
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the eleventh day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Eleven idlers idling, ten Lord Holders leaping,
Nine Harpers Harpering, eight Herders milking,
Seven dragons bathing, six queens a-clutching, 
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies, 
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

On the twelfth day of PernMUSH, my lifemate gave to me
Twelve spammers spamming, 
Eleven idlers idling, ten Lord Holders leaping, 
Nine Harpers Harpering, eight Herders milking, 
Seven dragons bathing, six queens a-clutching, 
Five LCBs!
Four call-waitings, three bad newbies, 
Two even worse mavs, and a disemboweled wherry!

				---Written by Kassima

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