[Ansteorra] Item for the Ansteorra Song book

[Tina Michael]

Nice.....Wasn;t she in the newspaper not too long ago? I remember this
happening...
Tina
loves the printed word

On Fri, May 25, 2012 at 7:50 PM, Marc <commander.truestar at verizon.net>wrote:

> This should be in such a song book....
>
> I’ll See Your Six!
>    Tune: “The Scotsman”
>    Filk: Joseph of Locksley
>
> A lovely lady went one night to a revel in the East
> With dancing and with singing, with wine and Roasted Beast
> When the revel came unto an end, she started out for home
> Wrapped well in her woolen cloak, and walking all alone.
>
> Chorus:
>    The things you will run into, the people that you meet
>    Walking all alone upon a New York City street!
>
> Now, New York City’s not a place for walking in the dark
> Not in the streets and alleys and especially not the Park
> But off she went most happily, without a single care
> Wrapped up in her woolen cloak, all in the midnight air.
>
> A street-tough jumped in front of her, with three friends in the night
> And pulled a six-inch switchblade, that glittered in the light
> He waved it underneath her nose, and said with fiendish glee:
> “Give me all your money, girl, this is a robbery”
>
> She gazed upon the switchblade, and smiled a happy smile
> Said, “Boy, you ain’t got any brains, and lack a sense of style!
> You’re standing where I want to walk, please move out of my way!”
> The tough said, “Girl, I’ll cut you, and rob you anyway!”
>
> All wrapped up in her woolen cloak, her garb was quite unseen
> Her hands were hidden out of sight, and so was chain-mail’s gleam…
> She said “Now, go rob someone else, my money stays with me!”
> He said, “I’ll take your money with my six-inch snickersnee!”
>
> The lady’s smile got bigger, the robber took a swing
> The chain-mail took the blow; the lady didn’t feel a thing!
> She pulled a Kirby broadsword, the robber’s soul to shrive,
> And grinned and said, “I’ll see your six, and raise you thirty-five!”
>
> The bandit gazed upon the sword, and then upon his knife,
> He turned and ran, with his three friends, a-running for his life!
> Don’t think a lady’s easy, don’t think she’s helpless prey,
> Especially if she is a fighter in the SCA!
>
> Now if you don’t believe my song, then ask the lady fair
> With Cheshire Cat upon her shield, a blazon very rare:
> Sir Trude is her name, me lads, if she should pass your way;
> The very first of the Lady Knights within the SCA!!
>
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