by Judith Proctor
tune: Greensleeves
Alas my love you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously,
For I have loved thee minutes long,
Delighting in thy company.
Avon, won't you come with me,
Together we'll rule the galaxy,
I could have any man I choose,
But who would I choose but Kerr Avon?
Oh Avon, don't you leave me here,
When Liberator doth appear,
I need your ship and Orac too,
To rebuild the Federation.
Avon, you're an ambitious man,
We can do it, you know we can.
We'll take history and shape it anew,
Ours will be absolute power.