Troll sat alone on its seat at home,
And considered and frittered with an old tome;
A page full of cheer from a webboard dear,
To Naruki's stony old heart!
Wart! LART!
In its diary page it dwelt alone,
And considered which UFie to dart!.
Up came a Dip, trying for a grip,
On sanity, knowing Trolls can't exist,
In diary pages, for there's no grist,
For Trolls must grind their axes,
Faxes! Rackses!
Trolls need people to claw and to cripple
And diaries are cul-de-sacses!
But smart old Troll, a secret did know,
Hyperlinks to the mainboard go,
With just a click, to the mainpage flip,
And Troll could feed 'till it's full,
Cull! Bull!
Naruki's back and will cut no slack,
Can't hack it? Go to dev/null!
(Sincere apologies ro J.R.R. Tolkein)
Hey, Naruki's almost as amusing and nearly as smart as me! :+) |
