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“Unban was, Moderators,” scullyangel said,

“On these boards I continue to pine.

And yet you incessantly all act like fabulous persons,

Do you think I’ll be perfectly fine?”

“In my youth,” the old Trout replied to scully,

“I did have some scruples and brains.

But now that you’ll all sell your souls for bp,

I’ve come to enjoy giving pain.”

“You are gay,” said the vixen, “as noted before,

And your hair’s falling out mighty fast.

Yet you do anything to antagonize more,

Do you think with this stress you can last?”

“In my youth,” growled the Trout as his ginger hairs fell,

“I bought scalp mbumage every week.

But now that I’ve bargained with demons from hell,

Money rules over trying to look sleek.”

“You’re an bum,” said scully, “and monstrously gay.

You are pasty and freckly and doughy.

Yet you grind flapping jowls to confute what I say,

Banning good posters for being showy!”

“I like male reproductive organ,” said the admin, “that much is true,

But compbumion don’t get you no payout.

I love swimming in cash like the duck that is Scrooge.

It makes me hard giving you rules to flout.”

“Unban was,” said scully just to try it once more,

“He’s the heart and the soul of these forums.

His sbumy remarks were never a bore

We would all willingly gargle his great times.”

“I have listened to you for quite long enough,”

said the Trout, “Do you think that I care?

“You’ll give me your money so stop acting tough.

Go away or I’ll ban you, I swear!”

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