Amerika *sigh*

[Phillipe]

Amerika? *sigh*

(Sung to the tune of "American Pie" by Don McLean)

A long, long time ago...

I can still remember

How my writing used to make me smile.

And I knew if I put humor in

That I could make some people grin

And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But mind police, they made me shiver

With every poem I’d deliver.

Bad news on the forum;

I couldn’t make one more post.

I can’t remember if I cried

When I saw my works were all denied,

But something touched me deep inside

The day that free speech died.

So bye-bye, is the rallying cry.

No more topics that are heavy,

My stuff's all cut and dried.

And them good mind cops were sinkin’ all that I tried

Singin’, "this’ll be the day free speech dies.

"this’ll be the day free speech dies."

Did you write a post on love,

And did you make fun of God above,

Everybody says it's so

Do you listen to rock ’n roll,

Can stories save your mortal soul,

Watch us teach you how to heel, real slow

Well, I know you’re gonna' moderate

Every post I've made on here to date.

You'll guzzle down your beer

And decide what others hear

Oh, I was a lonely rhyming Taoist monk

But it seems I'm seen as just a punk

And I knew that I was out of luck

The day that free speech died.

I started writin’,

"Bye-bye, why should I even try?"

All the cops here speak of freedom

But the cops here all lie.

Them ol' mind police are sinkin’ all that I try

And singin’, "This’ll be a thread we'll deny.

"This’ll be a thread we'll deny."

Now for five years all my stuff's condoned

But hey, wait - is he getting stoned?

Well that’s not how it's allowed to be.

What the Sifu wrote in a parody

It was judged unworthy for all to see

In a voice that came from you to me.

Oh, and while the Mods were looking down,

They stuck on Phil a thorny crown.

The forum was adjourned;

No verdict was returned.

And while Admins read a book of Marx,

The OTDs smoked in the park,

And sang dirty lyrics in the dark

The day that free speech died.

I was writing,

"Bye-bye, is my rallying cry"

No more topics that are heavy

Now my stuff's cut and dried

Them good mind cops were sinkin’ all that I tried

And singin’, "This’ll be a thread we'll deny.

"This’ll be a thread we'll deny."

Helter skelter, I wrote how I felt her.

The Mods flew off seeking moral shelter,

I was high and climbing fast.

I landed foul mentioning grass

The Admins cried for a ban, en masse,

With the Sifu on the outside, on his ass.

Now the big crime here, as I assume,

Was posting words that weren't groomed.

That's why they looked askance

Oh, but I never got a chance!

`cause the members seem to need a shield;

That's why the Mods keep their eyes peeled.

Do you recall what was revealed

The day that free speech died?

I started writing,

"Bye-bye, is my rallying cry"

No more topics that are heavy

Now my stuff's cut and dried

Them good mind cops were sinkin’ all that I tried

And singin’, "This’ll be a thread we'll deny.

"This’ll be a thread we'll deny."

Oh, and there they were all in one place,

A ministerial Master Race

With nothing left but pure disdain.

So come on: Mod, be nimble, Mod, be quick!

Hey, Mod - sit on a candlestick!

Cause fire is the Censor’s only friend.

Oh, and as I'm watched in this small cage

I really start to feel my age

No angel born in hell

Could help these people spell.

And as the flamewars climbed into the night

No ones quite sure who's wrong or right,

I saw Kevin laughing with delight

The day that free speech died

He was singing,

"Bye-bye, Mr. Poetry Guy

No more mentioning such evil

Or your ass we will fry.

My good old boys are dyin’ for you to try

And singin’, "This’ll be the day free speech dies.

"This’ll be the day free speech dies.""

I met a girl who drank some booze

And I asked to see her cool tatoos,

But she just frowned and turned away.

I went down to the sacred site

Where I’d heard that tolerance was right

But the Admins said my stories wouldn’t play.

"Live without meats", ol' Clueless screamed,

The Admins cried, ol' Git got creamed

But not a word was spoken;

The members' wills were broken.

And the three things I admire most:

Honor, truth and a decent host

They got thrown from pillar to post

The day that free speech died.

And I was singing,

"Bye-bye, is my rallying cry"

No more topics that are heavy

Now my stuff's cut and dried

Them good mind cops were sinkin’ all that I tried

And singin’, "This’ll be a thread we'll deny.

"This’ll be a thread we'll deny."

We were singing,

"Bye-bye, is our rallying cry"

No more topics that are heavy

Now our stuff's cut and dried

Them good mind cops were sinkin’ all that we tried

And singin’, "This’ll be a thread we'll deny.

"This’ll be a thread we'll deny."

[Rev.Fred]

Excellent as usual.