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Oh heavens! Oh
glory be!
What is THIS here I see?
Its Da Wench at my feet!
Ah truly, my life's complete...
We fanfic writers have two goals
And quite seriously, we take our roles:
First, although to Joss we bow,
Regretfully time does not allow
Him to oversee EVERY show
And sometimes, well, as you know,
The course the storyline will take
Is most obviously a huge mistake!
And a fanfic writer must jump in
To get rid of that Riley Finn...
Or perhaps something else needs repair:
We do it only because we care!
Well, not ONLY because we care....
There is another reason I could share...
Yes feedback is the writer's pay
We toil and struggle to hear someone say,
"Hey that was good, that was neat
"The story rang true, what a feat!
"I liked the plot, you did well
"Do you have another one to tell?"
And like a drug, we want more
So that's what we are writing for....
And praise from Da Wench is the sweetest of all;
I gloat, I cheer, I stand ten feet tall!
And then of course a further delight
To be on The List, that can't be right!
The List is home for wordsmiths true...
They can't want ME, they take so few....
It really began as just a game:
I did not start out seeking fame...
But the cries for more were like a siren's song
And the craving for feedback grew so strong!
And a single poem to tease a friend
Became the epic that would not end!
And yes it was quite good fun,
But now its over for I have won!
And I know I will get no debate
When I say Da Wench is great!
She's been gracious in defeat
And her praise is very sweet
And I should not stoop so low
To taunt such a worthy foe.....
....but really, could I miss this chance
To do a final victory dance?
But I'll have to do it another time
Because "Nah, Nah, Na, Na, Nah" is too hard to rhyme! |
To
The LIST's
Poet Laureate,