filk

campinmygarden.com has been taken by domain squatters.

If all the people in the world squatted on your A record
Would you tell Tim Berners Lee or would you give in to the squat-horde?
I can see that all the possibilities of evil
Could sway your first decision: subject them all to slash-dev-slash-null

(wop, bop-ba doo-wop, bop-ba doo-wop, bop-ba doo-wop) slash-dev-slash null
(wop, bop-ba doo-wop, bop-ba doo-wop, bop-ba doo-wop) slash-dev-slash null

And do you feel your site is threatened by the fabricated entries

(To the tune of "Oxford Comma," by Vampire Weekend. Recording available here. These filk lyrics are licenced under a Creative Commons Licence.

Who gives a fuck about an Oxford Thommo?
Shouldn't he be gently let go
To save
Some money?
That might just be a better way
To economise that's all right
With me,
With me

(To the tune of "My Bonny Lies Over The Ocean." This work is licenced under a Creative Commons Licence. It's a protest song: sing it yourself if you want, when you want!)

I voted for someone I don't like
To stop someone worse getting in,
But that bugger got in regardless
And wasting my vote was a sin

Take back, take back, let's take back our suffrage today, today!
Take back, take back, let's take back our suffrage today!

(to the tune of, and with apologies to, Bob Dylan's original)

1. Santa's at the north pole
Mixing up the present lists
Rudolf's at the punch bowl
Getting seasonably pissed

The man in the red coat
Beard out, hat off
Says he's got a full sled
Your gift could fall off

Look out, kid
Are you naughty or good?
He knows which
You know that's understood

You better not shout or cry
I'm telling you why
The man in the fur-trimmed hat
And a double chin
Wants a sherry left out
You only got gin.