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Cyberpunk Limericks

We need us some Cyberpunk Limericks.

And no, nothing starting with 'There once was a man from Nantucket' will be considered.

Here's my submissions:
Red was a ho on the street
Ten bucks and you could feel her heat
Any time, any place
She'd sit on your face
A cheap lay…and something to eat

Let's see how many posts it takes for everyone to forget that the topic is CYBERPUNK Limericks...

-Kevlar

SCO's method of business is pretty cyberpunk, so I decree these apply!

There once was a man named McBride
Who brought a great case to be tried
His stock was a hit
As Darl talked his shit
But the code he continued to hide.

To lawyers McBride was a debtor
Who sought to sue users by letter
He sued IBM
With facts few and thin
A five year old could have done better.

Darl's *nix was the first in his deal
The clones that came after he'd steal
The clones were his perks
Or derivative works
Like prior art on the wheel.

The press was the court Darl first chose
Didio just brought it new lows
One could not but wonder
Whose sheets they were under
Since both were just Microsoft hoes.

Darl claimed stolen code when he sued
With millions of lines he'd include
He must have deceived
Since no one believed
He could count to twenty one when nude.

To be purchased was Darl's major plan
Then retire and keep up his tan
IBM said, "Fuck off,
You won't be playing golf
But homeless, beside a trash can."

McBride only wanted a fee
For Linux , which always was free
His whole case was hinging
On Linux infringing
On SCO's useless IP.

Darl wanted these fees forever
For hatching a plan he thought clever
With news so infernal
While hacking the kernel
Linus said "what the fuck ever."

Who understood Darl's attack?
Surely he smoked the best crack
We were mostly appalled
Ninety-three called
Wanting their UnixWare back.

In Vegas Darl said it would be
A display of infringing IP
Boy Wonder McBride
Pitched all truth aside
What he showed was all BSD.

Darl sued everyone that he could
With contracts he misunderstood
Not even a shrink
Could teach him to think
These lawsuits just made him sport wood.

Europe thought Darl lost his mind
He tried suits there of the same kind
But Germany said
Your scam is now dead
Don't let the door hit your behind.

Darl's case was completely absurd
With years 'for a ruling occurred
It was Darl that I cursed
Asking which would come first
The end of this case or the Hurd?

Finally with the court's backing
Which Groklaw was certainly tracking
The discovery phase
Began in a haze
Since SCO's facts were so lacking.

Just seventeen files we could see
How much smaller could Darl's facts be?
In court we were glad
His case truly had
Much bigger holes than goatse.

Darl's game was just mostly extortion
Without facts, why pay him a portion?
We needed a basis
To give to Darl's cases
A retroactive abortion

Novell finally opened some doors
Telling Darl, "This code is not yours,
Now don't have a fit,
But you do not own shit"
Me thinks Novell just karma whores.

How foolish was Darl to be trying
These cases with nothing but lying
Within a short term
Judge Wells will confirm
That SCO is dying.

-Kevlar

Let's see how many posts it takes for everyone to forget that the topic is CYBERPUNK Limericks…

Umm … one, no matter how lame ass your justification.

…Wait.... aren't you supposed to be coding?
…Wait.... aren't you supposed to be coding?

Who me?

No. I'm suposed to be doing a lot of things, but coding when you don't have the mojo to code is not one of them.

It's like asking someone to RP when they arn't feeling the RP. You can make them be there, but you can't make them put their heart into it, which is what's required.

Code… it ebbs and flows
And so the sad story goes
Sometimes your the bomb
Sometimes you not on
But either way it always shows

It's a creative process this game
But there's words here to keep you sane:
If you can't take the heat
Then get off the street!
And take a break before it get's lame.

And before long you'll be coding again
New stuff for the matrix. Your zen
It get's misaligned
Until you make time
To make the game fun. Cuz it's a 1010b

-Kevlar

(Edited by Kevlar at 9:22 pm on Aug. 18, 2004)

There once was a grifter named Sue
who knew just what to do.
She stole day and night
and learnt how to fight
and pulled herself up from the gutter.

Once topside she runs across Frank,
he's buff and built like a tank.
Hires Sue out of the blue
Now he tells her what to do
and she obeyes without so much as a mutter.

Then one day she swipes his prized glock
thinking, "He won't notice, he's as smart as a rock!"
Old Frank is pissed,
his Sue, on his shit list!
So he pulles her aside, goes for a quite ride
and promptly takes care of lifes clutter.

my "haiku"'s are even worse. *coughs*

(Edited by Bias at 12:51 am on Aug. 19, 2004)

There once was a guy who owned RED
He made things work around
He made things work his way
He was the fear that held the streets toguether

But they say this guy who once owned RED
Who tried to do things work his way
Who tried to do things work around
Blew up into a pulp meaty corpse like lots of us

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I'll tell ya the story about that guy
He had everything to go out and fly
He had the looks
He had the style

We all know he was a great guy
Got a great job on a building sky high
He got too greedy
He got two girls
A bullet on the head
And a lesbian couple rich

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Nobody knows him
Nobody ever saw him

Some say he's but a shadow
Some say shadows don't cut

He comes and goes as he wish
And you'll never know
And most wish
That he's not after them
Or after what they know

(^This one is to Aikao^)

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You hear no evil
You see no evil
But most importantly
You say no evil

Or the evil might come
And hunt you at night

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Martini, Brandy, Wiskey and Rum
Some come here for the fun
Vodka, Silk, Beer and Wine
Most come here just to whine

(^Rychek^)

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I'll think of more later…

What's a Limrick?
Of course you could always www.fuckinggoogleit.com…

But it's a 5 line poem with a rhyming scheme of AABBA.

Bias ALMOST had a limerick, but then her 5th line didn't rhyme with her first and second.

-Kevlar

There once was a man with dry humour
Though everyone said that was just rumour
He'd try to make a joke,
But everyone would just choke,
Then he'd say the medium was just to-poor.
the sad thing is that's probibaly the best one of the bunch….
I do haiku's, not limricks.

:)

She would wander around all the day,
In a drug hazed stupour she'd play,
Then one day she popped bad mRc
Her mouth foamed blood and bladder did pee,
Now she's braindead in a gutter, hooray.

The streets are dark,
Full of snakes and shark,
Burn bright to survive,
Never lose your drive,
Or hear the angels harp.