The Fiawol Creed
We believe in one Asimov
Father of the Three Laws.
maker of the Galactic Encyclopedia and the positronic brain,
Of all that is Foundation.
We believe in one Heinlein,
Creator of the lantern-jawed, jingoistic know-it-all,
Eternally spinning yarns,
Wisdom from wisdom, rebellion from rebellion,
True old goat from true old goat,
Self-made, not begotten, in on being with the Old Ones,
through him all things are grokked,
For us and our many dollars
He sat down at his typewriter,
By the power of being flat broke,
He was delivered of "Life-Line" and became a Writer
For publicity's sake he was crucified under Mrs. Grundy,
He prospered, grew rich and was famous
in the third week, he wrote again,
In fulfillment of his contract,
He ascended into stardom,
And is seated at his word-processor,
He will write again to poke fun at all Sacred Cows
And his royalties will have no end.
We believe in one Clark,
The giver of HAL,
From whom proceeds IBM and Kubrick,
With Asimov and Heinlein he is worshipped and glorified,
He has spoken through the monolith.
We believe in one slavering, insane fandom,
We acknowledge on Convention for new fanzines to form,
We look for the regeneration of the new Doctor,
And to boldly go where no man has gone before.
© 1994, Noël Lynne Figart