Date:         Fri, 16 Jul 1999 20:44:34 -0700 
From: Kyer en Ysh <kyer@PRODIGY.NET> 
Subject:      Random Musings of a White Squirette (part 1 of 1) 
To: FKFIC-L@LISTS.PSU.EDU 

White Squirette finished the castle chores and decided this was her chance
since Dark Squirette is busy snoring on the couch.  What can I say?  She
made it to the keyboard and managed a few paragraphs before falling asleep.
All the Personalities are feeling exhausted.  Must be the weather.

If you like it Mel, go ahead and archive it.  I'm too sleepy to even care
right now.

If you want to comment to that Personality, E-mail:  kyer@prodigy.net
If your Sony Tristar or Disney-- lighten up and go away.  I know the tune
and characters aren't mine.
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Random Musings of a (very sleepy) White Squirette (part 1 of 1)
by Kyer en Ysh
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Conversion Propoganda:

(May want to hum the tune:  'When you wish upon a star' from Disney's
Pinnochio for this one):

When you suck up to LaCroix,
Bow and scraping to Nick's pa,
Cousin, better watch yer self
 or wind up vampire brew...

If you tend to N. Addicts,
Pouring over Shrine Bath pics,
Better stock up on the towels:
That faction tends to drool.

I would rather make my stand,
holding firm on shifting sand,
Though he may be called a brick,
to Nicholas I'm true---.   :)
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CotK inspiration:

LaCroix's eyes are red,
Nick's psyche is blue.
If that was my dad,
I'd be depressed too.
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And also... The Hungry:

Nat's at her job,
Vachon's with his crew.
But I'd rather see
what Sydney's up to.

Nick and that cat,
sipping on drinks,
Listening to music
while sleepy eyes blink.
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Musings On Recent Unpleasantness:

Flowers for Feliks and dancing for Urs,
Hacking up 'puters is Merlin's prefers
Talking  LaCroix, and P.D. cop Nick
(man, I can't get enough of this fic!)
Schanke in heaven, or maybe in hell.
(Depends on the writer and story to tell.)
Vachon and Tracy alone in the church,
Watching the other from each sitter's perch.
Keep up the writing--please, don't let it fade!
Words are the stuff from which dreaming is made.

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Yawned,   ; @

Kyer, Loyal Squire(ette) to the Knight de Brabant; Knight de Soir, Cousin to
the Knight, One of The Hungry, Paranoid-Schitzoid Knightie with
Multi-Personalites who's having a blast and an angstfest at one and the
same...zzzzzz