...or would you rather write a verse...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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…a hopeless romantic?

A hopeless romantic is a fool
that never learned back in high school
that true love is not real
despite how they think they feel.

So if you continue with those antics,
you’ll grow up to join the hopeless romantics;
never finding yourself happy,
but rather always feeling crappy.

Would you like to swing on a star,
carry moonbeams in a jar
and be better off than you are?

Or would you rather be…

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Simply put, we’re adding new and interesting verses to this song. Bonus points will be awarded for proper rhyme, scansion and style.

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or would you rather get it wrong?

Getting it wrong involves writing a verse that doesn’t actually scan at all.
Or rhyme
or have any kind of subject like that thing we talked about once, you know

It also has the wrong number of lines and doesn’t make sense.
You could grow up to get it wrong

Would you like to swing on a star,
carry moonbeams in a jar
and be better off than you are?

Or would you rather be…

24

…in the right Forum?

Moving this to MPSIMS.

25

…A Mod

A Mod is an animal that lives on caffine
If his mouse breaks down he can get really mean
He moves threads around to the appropriate forum
He’ll lock that bitch if you start to bore him
But if power and wit make you feel like a god
You may grow up to be a Mod

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are

or would you rather be…

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…or would you rather write a filk?

A filk is a parody or humorous song
To write one, it shouldn’t take you long
Just pick a catchy tune that most would know
Add new doggerel, and there you go!

So if your tastes run to satire of that ilk
You could grow up to write a filk

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are

or would you rather be…

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…a beer?

A beer is liquid form of food,
It makes some happy and others brood
It spends it life in a forsty glass
And helps frat boys to score some ass

If pickling livers is your career
You might grow up to be a beer

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams in a jar
And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be…