Filk of the Week
Since there’s already a contest going this week, the Comment Contest, I’ve decided that you get this week’s SCA filk song for free.
The Rose
(Tune: She Thinks His Name is John)
by Zeva the Weaver
a.k.a. Catslyn
A chance meeting, a spring day when they were young
And by the sunset their hearts were one
They walked together a rose in her hair
And when they parted, they knew true despair
For he was called off to fight for God and king
So he left her without even a ring
Only a rose could he give his heart’s queen
The years slipped by, her father was sure he was dead
And so he decided his daughter would wed
The Lord himself and a nun she became
Despite her vows her love stayed the same
When he returned oh he sought everywhere
But cloistered walls to breach he did not dare
And all his kin said that he should no longer care
Now each day to chapel this weary soldier goes
And there upon the altar lays a rose
And each day she sees it and knows he loves her still
And though it breaks her heart he always will
And there were few who understood the love he chose
So he died all alone the story goes
But to this day on his grave there grows a rose
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October 22nd, 2009 at 12:34 pm
Someone asked me why women don’t gamble as much as men do, and I gave the commonsensical reply that we don’t have as much money. That was a true and incomplete answer. In fact, women’s total instinct for gambling is satisfied by marriage.