This song is dedicated to the young lady who made Westercon in 1985 an unforgettable experience for me.
You're Daddy's little darling, and a trufan from your birth Cutest thing I've ever seen, on or off the Earth. You were born at your first Westercon one evening in July, So I just had to write you a fanish lullabye.
And it's hey, diddle diddle, the cow jumped over the moon The moon is a sandbox 'way up in the sky Maybe we can play there soon, And it's hey, Katy diddle, little Katy don't you cry; Your Daddy's here to sing you a filksong lullabye.
When the trufen get together, they have fun in many ways, But I've had one convention I'll remember all my days. I missed the Masquerade this year, and the filksong concert too, But all of that was worth it, 'cause I ended up with you.
It wass sixteen years that summer since Man first reached the moon, Sixteen 'til next century--my Ghod it seems so soon, You'll be sweet sixteen at Westercon in the year 2001. Bet you'll be fan guest of honor; don't you think that would be fun?
Coda: (To the tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star".)
Twinkle, twinkle, little star; Katy wonders what you are. Up above the world you fly Out in space, beyond the sky. Twinkle, twinkle on your way; Katy's going there someday.Written during Westercon 38 in 1985, when Katy was 2 days old.
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