A long, long time ago, I can still remember How the crack-art used to make me smile. And if I made a Canada post, Those Canucks would reply like crazy and boast And maybe we could shoot the breeze for just a while.
But anime rumors made me shiver With every n00b who failed to deliver. “How I LJ cut?” on the front page, I could not contain my RAGE.
I can’t remember if I hated When the anon meme was first created, But soon we all become so jaded The day the anon meme died.
So bye-bye to the main commune’s shite. Maybe later I won’t hater, But the memes are alright. And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite, Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Did you write that delicious smut, And make comments about Spain’s tight butt, Even if DAT ASS compels you so? What’s with jfen’s dim sum and bao rolls, Do the azns stare into your soul, And is camwhoring really sinking that low?
Well I know you fap to filthy het, ‘cause I saw you de-anon on accident. It lead to some /wrist As we started singing ~Einsamkeit~.
I was a ronery anon full of self doubt With some good intentions and a JSTOR account, But I knew crack shippers were going to pout The day the anon meme died.
And I was posting, “Bye-bye to the main commune’s shite.” Maybe later I won’t hater, But the memes are alright. And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite, Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Now for a few months we’ve been on our own And mochiblobs *meep* like when turtles bone, But that’s not how it used to be. When the hipster sang Buono Tomato On a vespa, chubby as pizza dough, We began to tote Prumano as our OTP.
Oh, and while Eurovision was going down, Norway’s song was heard all around. Some hopes and dreams were dashed, But it did lead to some slash. And while anons cited books for their OT3, Doing it for the history, We all knew they were meant to be The day the anon meme died.
And they were posting, “Bye-bye to the main commune’s shite.” Maybe later I won’t hater, But the memes are alright, And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite, Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Euro-neuro to wank over guro, The cute pics of injured Feliciano started a wave of angst en-masse. We knew the bad blood wouldn’t last Like all wank that happened in the past It ended with delicious porn and some sass.
Now stalking [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] on the main community While the rest complain about frenchxrose on Tegaki Our nerves started to rasp, But that [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] wouldn’t lapse. Our threads were linked to the main commune And the anon meme hate renewed so soon. Do you recall what was the tune The day the anon meme died?
We started posting, “Bye-bye to the main commune’s shite.” Maybe later I won’t hater, But the memes are alright. And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite, Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Oh, and there we were all in one place, Trolling Omelge and showing our face In camwhore threads some always miss. So Plushenko be nimble, Plushenko be quick. Plushenko sucked on a lolli-stick ‘Cause Chupa Chups is the athlete’s only friend.
Oh, and by the previews I had gauged The next ep would be "Cleaning Out the Storage". No cute fluffy [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] Could sooth my rage as then Week after week came the same old vaunt As engrish clips began to taunt. Most thought it’d be better if they oughtn’t The day the anon meme died.
Challenge Entry (Song Lyrics) "Anonymous Pie"
A long, long time ago,
I can still remember
How the crack-art used to make me smile.
And if I made a Canada post,
Those Canucks would reply like crazy and boast
And maybe we could shoot the breeze for just a while.
But anime rumors made me shiver
With every n00b who failed to deliver.
“How I LJ cut?” on the front page,
I could not contain my RAGE.
I can’t remember if I hated
When the anon meme was first created,
But soon we all become so jaded
The day the anon meme died.
So bye-bye to the main commune’s shite.
Maybe later I won’t hater,
But the memes are alright.
And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite,
Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night,
“Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Did you write that delicious smut,
And make comments about Spain’s tight butt,
Even if DAT ASS compels you so?
What’s with jfen’s dim sum and bao rolls,
Do the azns stare into your soul,
And is camwhoring really sinking that low?
Well I know you fap to filthy het,
‘cause I saw you de-anon on accident.
It lead to some /wrist
As we started singing ~Einsamkeit~.
I was a ronery anon full of self doubt
With some good intentions and a JSTOR account,
But I knew crack shippers were going to pout
The day the anon meme died.
And I was posting,
“Bye-bye to the main commune’s shite.”
Maybe later I won’t hater,
But the memes are alright.
And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite,
Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night,
“Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Now for a few months we’ve been on our own
And mochiblobs *meep* like when turtles bone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the hipster sang Buono Tomato
On a vespa, chubby as pizza dough,
We began to tote Prumano as our OTP.
Oh, and while Eurovision was going down,
Norway’s song was heard all around.
Some hopes and dreams were dashed,
But it did lead to some slash.
And while anons cited books for their OT3,
Doing it for the history,
We all knew they were meant to be
The day the anon meme died.
And they were posting,
“Bye-bye to the main commune’s shite.”
Maybe later I won’t hater,
But the memes are alright,
And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite,
Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night,
“Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Euro-neuro to wank over guro,
The cute pics of injured Feliciano
started a wave of angst en-masse.
We knew the bad blood wouldn’t last
Like all wank that happened in the past
It ended with delicious porn and some sass.
Now stalking [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] on the main community
While the rest complain about frenchxrose on Tegaki
Our nerves started to rasp,
But that [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] wouldn’t lapse.
Our threads were linked to the main commune
And the anon meme hate renewed so soon.
Do you recall what was the tune
The day the anon meme died?
We started posting,
“Bye-bye to the main commune’s shite.”
Maybe later I won’t hater,
But the memes are alright.
And good old anons were drunk and high as a kite,
Replying, “Soon I’ll have to call it a night,
“Soon I’ll have to call it a night.”
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
Trolling Omelge and showing our face
In camwhore threads some always miss.
So Plushenko be nimble, Plushenko be quick.
Plushenko sucked on a lolli-stick
‘Cause Chupa Chups is the athlete’s only friend.
Oh, and by the previews I had gauged
The next ep would be "Cleaning Out the Storage".
No cute fluffy [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Could sooth my rage as then
Week after week came the same old vaunt
As engrish clips began to taunt.
Most thought it’d be better if they oughtn’t
The day the anon meme died.