The King sits in Dunfermline town
читать дальшеDrinking of the blood red wine,
''Where can I get a good fic writer
To ship this mighty ship of mine?"
...
''An enemy then this must be
Who told a lie concerning me,
For I was never a very good slasher
Nor ever do intend to be.''
...
Then up there came an angry mod
A banhammer in her hand,
''Here's a health to you my merry young trolls,
For you'll not post your fic again!''
Oh, long may my reader look
With a lantern in her hand
Before she sees this minor ship
Come sailing homewards to dry land.
Forty miles off Fanfic.net
The water's fifty fathoms deep
There lies many a good writer
With many a bad fic at their feet.