I went upstairs when the sun had gone low;
I tiptoed in, and uncovered the glow,
But to my surprise, he'd snuck out long ago --
Old Uncle Altair went dancing, I know.
Chorus:
Wa-wa-wa-wa, wa-waltzing with whers,
Slimy whers, grimy whers, whiny whers, too
There's nothing on Pern Uncle Altair won't do
So he can go waltzing, wa-wa-wa-waltzing,
So he can go waltzing, waltzing with whers!
I gave Uncle Altair a new coat to wear,
When he came back home from that dark, slimy lair.
But lately I've noticed several new tears:
I'm sure Uncle Altair's been dancing with whers.
Chorus
We told Uncle Altair that he should be have,
And we hoped he'd remember the warnings we gave,
But I know he'd rather be down in that cave--
I'm afraid Uncle Altair's too far gone to save.
Chorus
We begged and we pleaded, oh, please, won't you stay?
We managed to keep him in the hold for a day,
But the whers all barged in, and they dragged him away--
Now he's dancing in darkness, and the worst part of all is
The whers all demand at least one dance a day!
Chorus
Notes: Written for a Pern roleplaying game, this filk even predates Song of Fey Cross. Sung to the tune of Waltzing With Bears.
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