Ode to NameBase
Vogonese style poetry everyone can hate
The Disappointment Game
Words to Wu by,
bid your high,
bid it early,
Words to Win by,
bid the last finger,
bid the last block,
The way of Wu,
makes an easy sleep,
but when you wake,
there's an empty sheet,
The way of the Winning,
makes a long night,
names fill the bed as,
the Lost does your sight,
It's winning with a sigh,
It's the disappointment game
A Bitter Bullet
at the line,
on your bid,
an easy win,
a press away
a gambler's hope,
is money's only vice,
play the reveal,
pay the snipers price
Nuclear War Designated Driver
a glitch, a stitch,
call it any which,
they crawl the code,
of the namer temple
the priests they say,
will fix it someday,
early to the party,
it's the price you pay
A Clockwork of Dead Lemmings
A beat of crystal quartz,
drives the silicon heart
Tick tock, tick tock,
should go the block
But this chain slips,
in broken fits
And the lemmings proof their leaps,
over the Reveal Wall in heaps
Only Fools Rush Soon
Like no other
lover,
you are mine every night
So many say it's
wrong,
but who knows what is right
Over and again I roll
down your list,
'til you scream and reveal my every name
Ending Soon may be your
official quiet title,
but my love for you is called the
Disappointment Game