Headline after next, I scour the news, My poor heart sinking from the ‘giveaway’ blues. No mail in my inbox, all the worse my condition, Was I wrong, did I have so much misplaced ambition?
I fell for that post-script, fell hook line and sinker, And chased the red-herring (oh boy I’m a stinker). “P.S, stick close by,” what a big load of hooey! What am I to you, chop liver, chop-suey?
iPhone this, Ballmer that, did I really swing out? No x-three-sixty, ‘cept for that Christmas pout. Thats it, I’ll redouble my efforts at once! (Though ill risk coming out as a low-ranking dunce)
MacBook Air, EPA, PS3 tattoo blunder, How might we tear Cloudbook’s rear-end asunder? Stu Reed, QuantumSphere, and birth txting disparaged, Did that guy really code his way into marriage?
H-Dee, Dee-vee-dee, how we knew you so little, Will you write, will you call, will we be noncommittal? SDKs, PSPs, CeBIT raids by the hour, I’d go on, but I’m sure you can tell I’m just sour.
And that’s where this message comes to an end, I know what you’re thinking, “but will his prose blend?” Will there yet be some heart, will you check your stock room? Just… whatever you send me, please make sure it plays doom.
One note, though: "Will his prose blend?" I believe this would qualify as poetry, not prose. I assume you used a little poetic license, since the word poetry would not have fit, rhythmically.
Reader Comments (Page 1 of 1)
Timothy Sottek @ Mar 8th 2008 4:27PM
An Ode… of Retraction
Headline after next, I scour the news,
My poor heart sinking from the ‘giveaway’ blues.
No mail in my inbox, all the worse my condition,
Was I wrong, did I have so much misplaced ambition?
I fell for that post-script, fell hook line and sinker,
And chased the red-herring (oh boy I’m a stinker).
“P.S, stick close by,” what a big load of hooey!
What am I to you, chop liver, chop-suey?
iPhone this, Ballmer that, did I really swing out?
No x-three-sixty, ‘cept for that Christmas pout.
Thats it, I’ll redouble my efforts at once!
(Though ill risk coming out as a low-ranking dunce)
MacBook Air, EPA, PS3 tattoo blunder,
How might we tear Cloudbook’s rear-end asunder?
Stu Reed, QuantumSphere, and birth txting disparaged,
Did that guy really code his way into marriage?
H-Dee, Dee-vee-dee, how we knew you so little,
Will you write, will you call, will we be noncommittal?
SDKs, PSPs, CeBIT raids by the hour,
I’d go on, but I’m sure you can tell I’m just sour.
And that’s where this message comes to an end,
I know what you’re thinking, “but will his prose blend?”
Will there yet be some heart, will you check your stock room?
Just… whatever you send me, please make sure it plays doom.
Bryan Thornsberry @ Mar 8th 2008 4:44PM
Wow. +1.
That being said, this etch-a-sketch program is most excellent. I for one welcome our more artistic overlord emo-bots.
"But dad, I dont want to kill humans... I want to create."
Dhomas @ Mar 8th 2008 4:44PM
Well done!
One note, though: "Will his prose blend?"
I believe this would qualify as poetry, not prose. I assume you used a little poetic license, since the word poetry would not have fit, rhythmically.
Still, you are quite talented, Mr. Sottek!
karts41 @ Mar 8th 2008 4:55PM
Pwnage
granny down east @ Mar 8th 2008 5:10PM
A+ sir, you have made my day.
ethana2 @ Mar 8th 2008 7:26PM
I don't know if most people here know about that emo.
...nor Proog.
wrabbit @ Mar 8th 2008 9:18PM
Awesome, truly awesome! :D
Ray @ Mar 8th 2008 11:45PM
Did he just spend an hour writing that and keep refreshing the homepage til there was a new article with 0 comments?
It's just a "OMG FIRST!!!!" with lots of icing on top.
idriss @ Mar 9th 2008 5:31AM
u r totally awesome
=]
u made my night... morning