Hello faddah, muddah de-ah,
Here I am at Ista We-ah.
Life here's very entertaining!
They promise we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
There's the rider, he's J'cot.
Shards, he tries my patience lots!
Heard of G'rel, he who leads?
He got food poisoning last night from dinner greed.
All of our class hate the Weyr's cooks,
They say we're Standing just for looks!
And the Steward thinks we're blights,
So he scares us all with tales 'bout dragon flights.
Now I don't want this to scare ya,
But my bunkmate has a tibia!
For that Candidate Mardee,
They're about to organise a rescue party!
Take me home, faddah, muddah de-ah,
Take me home, I hate Ista We-ah.
Don't leave me out in the jungle there,
I might get eaten by watchwhers!
Take me home I promise no noise,
And I won't mess up the foster boys.
Oh please I don't wanna stay,
I've been here one whole fardling day!
Dearest faddah, dahling muddah,
How's my precious little bruddah?
Let me come home, if you miss me,
I could even let Aunt Wherry, hug and kiss me!
Wait a minute, it's stopped raining!
And we're all to go out sailing.
Dragon washing, gee that's better,
Muddah, faddah, kindly disregard this letter.
