An Internet Built for You

A song for Helena from Kevin Twa:


	An Internet Built for You

Kobra, Kobra, give us your answer do,
We'll still laughing over your threats to sue,
You've mailed out 'ho-grams in a barr-age
We've tossed them all in the garb-age
But you'll look sweet, upon the seat
Of an ethics session that's due.

ARSers, ARSers, here is my answer true,
I'm an OT, with a thought I could kill you,
I think that your spamming infringes
I've seen secrets posted in binges
But I know who's boss, he's the dwarf at CoS,
Chatting to animals in the zoo.

Kobra, Kobra, what a strange, exotic view,
War on internet, is a barnyard full of poo,
Every step is a mis-step
How could you be so in-ept?
Every word from a clam, yet another damn
And you can't cover up Xenu!

ARSers, ARSers, I'll raid your houses yet,
I'll scare judges with the dangers of the net,
Dockets full, let them bog,
It's our way or the judge's dog,
I've handled the press, but made a mess,
So I'll send off another threat.

Kobra, Kobra, look for another job,
Something honest, don't work for another mob,
You might also consider some therapy,
And a rest from all that barratry,
`Cause a stay in the slammer and you'll look like your gram'r
So blow while your door has a knob.