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see also: [[/MoG]]
see also: [[/MoG]]
==Careless Restroom==
==Radar Lunch==
''(a better title may suggest itself later)''
''actually wrote this years ago, surprised to not find it here''
<poem>
<poem>
I feel so unsure
When I get hungry and I need something to munch
As I check the signs
She takes a frozen meal and heats it up a bunch
On the lav door
We don't need an oven at all!
 
We... got a thing... that's called... radar lunch...
Should I go inside?
</poem>
I just can't decide --
==Harper Valley ISP==
"Man in dress in women's room", or "fag in drag" - choose your suicide.
''originally posted [https://toot.cat/@woozle/4000319 here]''
 
<poem>
(chorus)
Well the note said "Mrs. Johnson, you're pullin' down data way too fast
 
It's reported you've been doin' lots of super-hi-def homebrew multicast
I'll never use the lav again
And we don't believe you oughta be a-usin' insecure technology."
Gender cops have got no reason
And it was signed yours sincerely from the Harper Valley ISP
Never mind how much they may pretend
</poem>
They're just protecting you
==Morning Is Busted==
 
<poem>
People don't know better than to demonize
Morning is busted -- and I ain't fixin' it
To place the blame on someone different
I cain't be trusted to get it right.
So I'll never use the lav again
Pray it's in one piece
Until it's safe to use.
Pray I don't blow somethin' up
 
Pray there ain't flames goin' up in the night.
(/chorus)
 
Time will always bring
Dumb legislation
From the right wing
 
Irony is dead
What gets in their head?
There's no profit in the truth
Just blame someone else instead.
 
(chorus...)
 
What's matter with this crazy crowd?
The propaganda's been so loud
They think that it makes sense to be
Checking people's genitals for privacy
 
It's like a drug that makes them dense
They say that it's just common sense
They use that word, but it's not what they mean
It's pretense...
 
(chorus...)
 
</poem>
</poem>
==Mister Spam Man==
==Mister Spam Man==
<poem>
<poem>
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So cook up your greatest scheme --
So cook up your greatest scheme --
Mister Spam Man, sell me a dream!
Mister Spam Man, sell me a dream!
</poem>
==White Room at Tanagra==
([[wikipedia:Darmok|this]] is just [http://en.memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Tamarian_language something] that needed to be written...)
<poem>
Darmok and Jalad
On the ocean
In the winter
On the ocean
In the winter
At Tanagra
Kiteo,
His eyes closed
His face black
Temba
His arms open
Sails unfurled
Shaka
When the walls fell
In your dark eyes
(chorus)
I don't... understand... what you're try...ing to say
I get... all the words... but the sen..ten..ces.... don't make sense.
</poem>
</poem>


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:'''Spam'''! in the place where you work (file as junk)
:'''Spam'''! in the place where you work (file as junk)
:Think about vacations in the sunny Bahamas, with
:Think about vacations in the sunny Bahamas, with
:'''Spam'''! in the place where you live (emtpy trash)
:'''Spam'''! in the place where you live (empty trash)
:Get a lower mortgage rate and wonder why you hadn't before
:Get a lower mortgage rate and wonder why you hadn't before


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And a Vulcan feels no pain
And a Vulcan feels no pain
On the starship Enterprise.
On the starship Enterprise.
</poem>
==Hutso Goo&trade;==
Not sure if this qualifies as a ''parody'', per se...
<poem>
Wenna was a young bow
Acid poot away those yawn boy days
Not that I'm gettin' odor so much odor
All of aloes young bow ways
Whiff a gear lag you
...
'''Chorus''':
:Hutso Goo&trade;
:Camo Bay, be make it Hut, So, Goo
:Suntan lung dawn fee lag a shoe
:You mech it... Hutso Goo&trade;.
</poem>
</poem>
==Misc.==
==Misc.==
There needs to be a parody about the Dalai Lama called "Sacred Asian Man".

Latest revision as of 15:27, 3 November 2023


see also: /MoG

Radar Lunch

actually wrote this years ago, surprised to not find it here

When I get hungry and I need something to munch
She takes a frozen meal and heats it up a bunch
We don't need an oven at all!
We... got a thing... that's called... radar lunch...

Harper Valley ISP

originally posted here

Well the note said "Mrs. Johnson, you're pullin' down data way too fast
It's reported you've been doin' lots of super-hi-def homebrew multicast
And we don't believe you oughta be a-usin' insecure technology."
And it was signed yours sincerely from the Harper Valley ISP

Morning Is Busted

Morning is busted -- and I ain't fixin' it
I cain't be trusted to get it right.
Pray it's in one piece
Pray I don't blow somethin' up
Pray there ain't flames goin' up in the night.

Mister Spam Man

Mister Spam Man -- sell me a scheme
Make me the heir of a Nigerian queen
[...]
And tell me that my mounting debt is over

Mister Spam Man -- give me a loan
For only $50, a million I'll own

So cook up your greatest scheme --
Mister Spam Man, sell me a dream!

D'Oh, A Goof

to the tune of "Doe, a Deer"

D'oh! - a goof, a major goof
Yay. - an apathetic cry
Gee... - I say, not quite a curse
Blah - a word without much fun
So... - I don't know what to say
Umm... - a grunt to follow "so"
See... - another ploy for time
And that brings us back to...

Take a Nap on Me

a song for Pip

If I'm trying to work
And you know my lap is free
Though I'm quite busy
Take a nap on me
If you lay your furry head
So it's in the way
Then you'll be very sure
Nothing's done today

Be a Man

With all the spots of an aging liver
With all the grace of a drunk baboon
With all the sense of a roaring fire
Incisive as the sharp side of a spoon

With all the charm of a raging lawyer

The Microbe Swims Tonight

This part written 2008-05-04

In the culture, the germ cell culture, the microbe swims tonight
In the culture, the active culture, the microbe swims tonight
(chorus) Amoeba-weh, amoeba-weh...

L-Y (real-life version)

This part written 2006-10-23

You're driving I-85
When you see your exit arrive
How do you change lanes as it goes by?
Dangerously... dangerously... dangerous, L-Y.

Spam in the Place Where You Are

This part written 2005-07-25

Spam! in the place where you work (file as junk)
Think about vacations in the sunny Bahamas, with
Spam! in the place where you live (empty trash)
Get a lower mortgage rate and wonder why you hadn't before

I Am Mr. Spock

On a planet dark and [...]

I have my phaser
And my nerve-pinch to protect me
I am shielded with my force-field
I do not feel emotion
There is none in my brain
Its utter lack of logic I disdain

CHORUS:
I'm Mister Spock
I am a Vuuu...lcan

And a Vulcan feels no pain
On the starship Enterprise.

Misc.