[piosenniel]

Pulling a knife from her cumberbund, the Elf skewered the apple and waved it enticingly under the nose of Mithadan, Internet Man of Mystery. ‘Just one bite. What can it hurt?’

Pio pushed the play button on the karaoke machine. She and her two companions gathered in close round the microphone as Mithadan brought the apple to his lips, a smile of dubious anticipation gracing his lips.

She waved to the leader of the back-up singers. ‘Cue the Orc chorus, Gravlox.’ The mouldering Uruk raised his magical ZigZag sword and set the tempo.

I hear something sayin'.

(hooh! aah!) (hooh! aah!)
(hooh! aah!) (hooh! aah!)

(Well, don't you know)
That's the sound of the Mods, working down the chain ga-a-ang,
That's the sound of the Mods, working on the chain gang.
I hear something sayin'.

All day long they're sighing!

(hooh! aah!) (hooh! aah!)
(hooh! aah!) (hooh! aah!)


That's the sound of the Mods, working on the chain ga-a-ang,
That's the sound of the Mods, working down the chain gang.

All day long, we work so hard
'til the sun is going down,
They’re workin’ on the grammar and spellin’
and wearin', wearin' a frown,
You hear them moanin' their lives away
Then you hear somebody sa-ay

That's the sound of the Mods, working down the chain ga-a-ang,
That's the sound of the Mods, working on the chain gang.

You see them catchin’ those chatty posts,
One sentence repartees,
They’re workin’ on descriptive prose,
Bringin’ lazy Gamers to their knees
You hear them crying, Edit/Delete,
Then you hear someone repe-eat,

That's the sound of the Mods working on the chain ga-a-ang,
That's the sound of the Mods working down the chain gang.

Can’t ya hear them singin’

Mm, I'm going home one of these days,
I'm going home to see my family,
Whom I love so dear,
But meanwhile, I - I've got to work right he-ere.

(Well, don't you know)

That's the sound of the Mods, working on the chain gang,
That's the sound of the Mods, working down the chain gang.

All day long they're singin', mm
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my work is so hard
Give me water, I'm thirsty
My work is so ha-ard

(. . . Fade . . .)

That's the sound of the Mods, working on the chain ga-a-ang,
That's the sound of the Mods, working down the chain gang . . .

Mithadan's Post

He smiled winningly at "his" Mods. "Why thank you! This is very unexpected and very sweet of you!" He took the skewered apple and waved to the crowd to stand.

"Let's hear it for Piosenniel, Child of the Seventh Age and Bethberry!" he cried. Then he brought the apple to his lips. *CRUNCH.

[ May 06, 2003: Message edited by: Mithadan ]