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Disclaimer:
The characters of Methos, Richie Ryan, Connor MacLeod, and Duncan MacLeod belong to DPP. This fan fiction is for entertainment only; there is no profit involved.
When we get older, will we be here Many years from now? If the internet is still around We will romp at the CDC Compound!!!
Telling our stories, discussing some books and movies years from now We'll discuss the weather, we will EEEE together Many years from now.
They'll be older, too. Duncan'll be over 44 decades Connor's about five-twenty-two.
Laughing together, feeling so fine when the parTay's through Just because we go to bed at nine It doesn't mean we didn't have a good time.
As we get older, we will still drool It won't take a fru We'll curl our toeses, We'll bump our noses But that's nothing new!
Every day we'll stop and see what's going on in the lives of our friends in the CDC. We will (((hug))) and grin :o) And when the POD is full, We will jump right in!
Grab you a floatie or a MacLeod when the gutters full Indicate what munchies to send your way ROG & RYG, "We live to obey!"
Will we still be here, will we still care? My point of view then I'm done: "We'll need each other ("I've become my mother!") There will never be only one!
(and the original for getting the tune right)
When I get older losing my hair, Many years from now. Will you still sending me a Valentine Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out till quarter to three Would you lock the door, Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four.
You will be older too, And if you say the word, I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse When your lights have gone. You can knit a sweater by the fireside Sunday morning go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, Who could ask for more. Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four.
Every summer we can rent a cottage, In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear We shall scrimp and save Grandchildren on your knee Vera Chuck & Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line, Stating point of view Indicate precisely what you mean to say Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form Mine for evermore Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four.
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lynnannCDC
Editors note: As you can see from the post below, Sharz started the words forming in my head and the above filk is the result. I blamed it on her :o) SharzCDC
Forgot to add ...I can SO see us still here in our 70s -- well, maybe not HERE exactly--who knows where the internet will have gone by then. But we'll be somewhere, still chatting and telling MacLeod tales and drooling over frus. Ha! Comforting thought.
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