Some surviving filk:
"Old Dead Modem Blues" (1994?) was short enough that it stayed in my head all by itself. I didn't add the extra verses until 2021.
"Space Parity" (1995?) I admit was just about perfect theming, and the way I could have the filk lyrics cross over with the actual Bowie lyrics in places meant that it was able to survive in my head all those years with no mutation. It's literally unchanged from when I penned it.
"Pooper Scooper" isn't actually all that old; I think I wrote the chorus in 2013 and posted it on Twitter. Tight rhyming, again, is what helped that one to not be forgotten, and when I came to write the verses and bridge last year, all I needed to do was go back and make sure I'd remembered the Abba song correctly, because that song is from an album I barely know.
It's funny where I find my jottings. At one point I was using IMAP notes because iOS supported them, and it wasn't till I was cleaning those out and moving the notes to iCloud years later that I came across the completely forgotten "Brillo, Spit-Brillo". I padded it out to the requisite three verses with a story arc last year.
"I've Written a Self-Referential Major-General Parody" must be from the mid nineties, based on the poor rhyming I tolerated back then. I don't think I actually had it written down anywhere but when I committed it to paper for last year's concert, out it came from my brain, intact.
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