Crosspost from http://www.flashflashrevolution.com/...d.php?t=139760. Pretty much just a joke, but I thought I might as well post it here as well, since it's a poem.
Ode to FFR
Oh FFR, you flashy dame,
You colorfully adorned honey.
You’re not even asking for money,
And still provide us with a game.
Seductress, with your Siren’s song,
You tempt us mortals to waste,
Our time and dignity with haste,
As our fingers try and tap along
To your angry bursts and endless streams,
To the bleeps and bloops and shouts and screams,
Of great music artists and choof.
Oh fiffer, you beguiling witch,
I dream of you screaming ‘AAA’ at me.
That mere possibility is a guarantee,
For my fingers to always itch.
Until I ever take an arrow to my knee,
I will take them from you to my fingers,
In the hope that they be harbingers
Of more joy and happiness to be
Fast and precise, perceptive and controlling,
As the chart unfolds and the notes keep rolling,
From great step artists and choof.
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Ode to FFR
Oh FFR, you flashy dame,
You colorfully adorned honey.
You’re not even asking for money,
And still provide us with a game.
Seductress, with your Siren’s song,
You tempt us mortals to waste,
Our time and dignity with haste,
As our fingers try and tap along
To your angry bursts and endless streams,
To the bleeps and bloops and shouts and screams,
Of great music artists and choof.
Oh fiffer, you beguiling witch,
I dream of you screaming ‘AAA’ at me.
That mere possibility is a guarantee,
For my fingers to always itch.
Until I ever take an arrow to my knee,
I will take them from you to my fingers,
In the hope that they be harbingers
Of more joy and happiness to be
Fast and precise, perceptive and controlling,
As the chart unfolds and the notes keep rolling,
From great step artists and choof.
__________________
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