I blame this completely on
Making LightWe need ... a fight song. Something with completely ridiculous words that we can sing drunkenly when we get together.
Something that makes no sense to anyone but us. Anyone INCLUDING us, really.
To the tune of
British Grenadiers, except when it isn't, with intervals of random arrythmic bellowing.
Because I LIKE "British Grenadiers."
Committed by
angevin2 and me, with thanks to
matociquala for the squid, which I sort of borrowed while she was off at archery because it was just lying there ...
ETA: Comments, suggestions for edits and new verses welcome; also, I will probably edit this more myself, cause I'm obsessive like that. (like, oh, fixing the spelling of onomatopoeia and correcting the egregious typos)
(Also the scansion is SUPPOSED to be weird and tricky, honest. It's not a true tribal song unless you have to KNOW how to wrap the syllables to make it come out right, I have observed)
We have huge throbbing word counts
And shiny sexy brains
We know a thousand different words
for every kind of rain
The deadline's near we have no fear
We've pulled this off before (JUST BARELY)
And if the plot is lagging
We'll toss in a dinosaur (OR TWO)
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
CATCH THEM IN THE CONSCIENCE
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!
So beat your helpless characters
With bricks and baseball bats
We've answered ALL our email
And shaved and waxed the cats (AND YAKS!)
Procrastination is the foe
Write in a kindly whore
And add a bit of sodomy (USE LUBE!)
And another dinosaur! (A LOT OF LUBE!)
MAKE THEM FIGHT AND MAKE THEM SCREW
MAKE THEM DO WHAT BAD FOLKS DO
MAKE THEM MEAN AND LET THEM FUCK
GIVE THEM REALLY CRAPPY LUCK
WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!
W.T.F.
O.M.G.
S.T.E.T
A.B.C.
Our writer's clubs have spikes in
We back up all our work
We love our semicolons
Our heros are all jerks
Our favourite POV is third person omni-incompetent with serious daddy issues and we don't give a damn about rhythm or rhyme or meter or comma splices but we're really good at onomatopoeia!
(ALLOW ONE VERSE FOR FREE FORM ARGUMENTS ABOUT PRONUNCIATION OF ONOMATOPOEIA; ALL CHIME IN ON LAST LINE WITH: HIPPO HIPPO-POT-A-MUS)
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
CATCH THEM IN THE CONSCIENCE
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
W.T.F.
O.M.G.
S.T.E.T
A.B.C.
WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!!
So have another coffee
Or have another drink (OR THREE)
And surf the web and have a smoke
And try like hell to think
And maybe write in a cavalier
tall and blonde and slightly (AMBIVALENT ABOUT THE LEGACY OF COLONIALISM)
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
CATCH THEM IN THE CONSCIENCE
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
W.T.F.
O.M.G.
S.T.E.T
A.B.C.
WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!
*big finish*
JUST
KEEP
TYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYPING!