And before I get accused of picking on anyone I'm not afraid to turn this razor sharp.. erm... rapier sharp.. butter knife sha.. erm.. wooden ruler sh.. ah... Curly Wurly chocolate bar sharp wit on myself
"Beo" - by The Brotherhood of Geeks.
Long ago,
a hundred and twenty miles north of Glasgow (give or take a mile or so )
Lived a geeky programmer called Beo
Who met a young girl online and he loved her so
a Geek was he,
Posted on the forum too frequently,
Twirly knew it would never be,
Unless he relocated quite urgently
Running away to London
just to be with his loved one
Beo
Running from Scottish Lassies
(and Hiding during his dance classes )
Beo
He wasn't strong or Burly
But still loved by Twirly ( I apologise profusely for that rhyme)
After an employment fright
He took a one way flight
Although it wasn't planned
He did what he was told ,by her demand. (I'll get slapped for that!)
Time Progressed
and Beo was no longer dispossessed
Spend most of his with an Online Quest
to W.O.W he became obsessed,
And Twirly began to Protest
Every night WoW he played,
Running though every Raid,
Beo
Oh how the forumites laughed,
when he gave up dancing for Warcraft,
Beo
They knew it wasn’t right
To play Warcraft every night
Twirly was particularly harried
Would he play until they got married?
So She began to despair
While Beo played on , unaware
Engrossed in his vain endeavour,
Running Dungeons Forever
Beo
he needs to get back the romance,
and return to the dance,
Beo
She knew it wouldn't take long
for him to return to the throng.
What he needs is to go on a bender
at some smooth dance weekender
like Ceroc Storm at Camber Sands
Yoyo-ing with Twirly again, Hand in hand.
Engrossed in his vain endeavour,
Running Dungeons Forever
Beo
he needs to get back the romance,
and return to the dance,
Beo
She knew it wouldn't take long
for him to return to the throng.
What he needs is to go on a bender
at some smooth dance weekender
like Ceroc Storm at Camber Sands
Yoyo-ing with Twirly again, Hand in hand.
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