My eyes are both red
My server is blue
I long for my bed
It is half-past two
It's all in your head!
You've nothing to do!
That's what they said
But now it's past two!
I wish I were dead!
I can't even poo!
As I sit down to med
I begin to rue
That day I was led
Into this zoo
If only instead
Of waiting in queue
I might march on ahead
Straight through this slough
Of players wrong in the head
With nothing to do
Mayhap I should tread
A path all new
Oh, what was it said?
Other than blue,
In that one thread,
Of fun things to do?
Something about Red
A server you!
|