In honor of XeNanchita's birthday, I give you two, count 'em, two
filks lauding her Snack Tray Geniusness.  The first used to be "This
Magic Moment" and the second, "Save the Last Dance for Me", both by
The Drifters featuring Mr. Ben E. King.


"Nanchita's Snack Trays"

Nanchita's snack trays
There is no other kind
Unlike any other
They taste so divine

All those sweet cheeses
The carrots and the chips
Peppers and celery, too
All served with luscious dips

Bloating like a blimp
And my pants are growing tight
I can hardly breathe because
I ate ev'rything in sight

I thank the heavens
Her trays don't include swiss chard
Though I recall the
Unforgettable taste of lard

oooooooh whoa
ooooh whoaooohooooh
oooooooooooooooooo


Bloating like a blimp
And my pants are growing tight
I can hardly breathe because
I ate ev'rything in sight

Delicious hors d'oeuvres
Won't stop passing by my lips
Now the pounds will spend
Will spend a lifetime on my hips

whoooooaaa

(fade out)
'chita's snack trays
'chita's snack trays
'chita's snack trays



"Save the Last Snack For Me"

you can watch
all those sharks for a week  and make Autumn shriek
at their scary teeth

you can go
out and blow all the snow out of your drive
to find your car beneath

just don't forget this one little nun
who hopes your birthday was happy

Nanchita, save the last snack for me

oooh

and hooboy
we're so glad that you're  not traying for
those Mulderists

'cause you know
when the day is done  you have more fun
with us Scullyists

and don't forget this one little nun
who hopes your birthday was happy

Nanchita, save the last snack for me


my snack menu grows oh so tired
but when I get the urge to munch
I think of you and become inspired
while making up my lunch

if you're asked
for a fat-free tray, please just turn away
that's no way to snack

'chita please
serve up tasty lard, make our art'ries hard
give us heart attacks

just don't forget this one little nun
who hopes your birthday was happy

Nanchita, save the last snack for me





Oh by the way, Autumn spilled the beans
And told us it's number     

Nanchita, make a trout snack for me

mmm
make a trout snack for me
mmm uh huh
make a trout snack for me
(fading out)
uh huh
make a trout snack for me




Happy Birthday, Nanchita!  ;-)

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