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03.Aug.12, 01:16 AM
"I don't need a shirt, and Faranth knows Kerrin would probably gouge me for every last mark I've gambled out of anybody." Not that marks really meant much in Katila, all in all. That was a Northern form of currency; Katila's money was hard work and rippling muscles. "Regardless of your personal feelings on my dress- or lack thereof, I will admit- I have come up with the basis for a poem, but Zhekemth says I did it wrong, so I should go to a professional."
He had tried very hard on this, but truth be told, he'd grown up in the Southern Wilds with a crochety old Greenrider. Taste was hardly something that he'd been taught to have.
"Ode to Tsuen." he advised the Harper, and began the first stanza.
Tsuen of Gold Nirinath
Fairest Weyrwoman of Pern
I know it is hard to do the math
And count the hearts that you've made burn
With your bewitching eyes and your long dark hair,
Your breadth, your height,
And your personality is pretty good too, I think.
Your eloquence is awesome, it isn't fair
And your teeth are just so pearly white.
And from past to present, you are the link.
He cleared his throat, grinning. "I have some of the next stanza too. What do you think. Can you make, you know, music to go with it, once you've fixed it and made it classy-like? Maybe teach me to play some notes on a lute so I can strum along?"
He had tried very hard on this, but truth be told, he'd grown up in the Southern Wilds with a crochety old Greenrider. Taste was hardly something that he'd been taught to have.
"Ode to Tsuen." he advised the Harper, and began the first stanza.
Tsuen of Gold Nirinath
Fairest Weyrwoman of Pern
I know it is hard to do the math
And count the hearts that you've made burn
With your bewitching eyes and your long dark hair,
Your breadth, your height,
And your personality is pretty good too, I think.
Your eloquence is awesome, it isn't fair
And your teeth are just so pearly white.
And from past to present, you are the link.
He cleared his throat, grinning. "I have some of the next stanza too. What do you think. Can you make, you know, music to go with it, once you've fixed it and made it classy-like? Maybe teach me to play some notes on a lute so I can strum along?"
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