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Diamond18 · 08-21-2003, 01:26 PM

As they rode slowly along (as the Itship was quite incapable of doing anything in a timely manner) Vogonwë lifted his voice in a melancholy dirge, extolling the virtues of Orogarn Two and lamenting his untimely demise (as, being a member of the Itship, his demise could not be timely):

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy hair was so unchanging
O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy hair was so unchanging

It was big, in 80’s style, no matter
If that’s been out of style, for a while

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy hair was so unchanging

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
You did not need a horsey
O Orogarn, O Orogarn
You did not need a horsey

You stood so tall and noble
You always walked but never hobbled

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
You did not need a horsey

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
You stood in Grungy beauty
O Orogarn, O Orogarn
You stood in Grungy beauty

To your father you did your duty
While the girls admired thy blue clad booty

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
You stood in Grungy beauty

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy fashion was trend setting
O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy fashion was trend setting

Your shirt was green like a tree bough
And the sword on it did glow

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy fashion was trend setting

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy life was snuffed out cruelly
O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy life was snuffed out cruelly

You showed a certain lack of wit,
By taking that lemming-thing by the bit

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
Thy life was snuffed out cruelly

O Orogarn, O Orogarn
We will miss you truly
O Orogarn, O Orogarn,
We will miss you truly

We will remember you always, pal
While we use your nifty crystal

O Orogarn, O Orogarn,
We will miss you truly

“Vogonwë,” Merisu said, “don’t you think that singing a funeral lament before we are assured of our friend’s death is, perhaps, not in the best taste?”

“Perhaps not, but I cannot wash this lazey taste from my mouth,” Vogonwë replied, “and it is certainly not the best taste.”

“Whatever,” Pimpi commented, and they rode on in silence.

08-21-2003, 01:26 PM	#11
Diamond18 Eidolon of a Took Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: my own private fantasy world Posts: 3,460	As they rode slowly along (as the Itship was quite incapable of doing anything in a timely manner) Vogonwë lifted his voice in a melancholy dirge, extolling the virtues of Orogarn Two and lamenting his untimely demise (as, being a member of the Itship, his demise could not be timely): O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy hair was so unchanging O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy hair was so unchanging It was big, in 80’s style, no matter If that’s been out of style, for a while O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy hair was so unchanging O Orogarn, O Orogarn You did not need a horsey O Orogarn, O Orogarn You did not need a horsey You stood so tall and noble You always walked but never hobbled O Orogarn, O Orogarn You did not need a horsey O Orogarn, O Orogarn You stood in Grungy beauty O Orogarn, O Orogarn You stood in Grungy beauty To your father you did your duty While the girls admired thy blue clad booty O Orogarn, O Orogarn You stood in Grungy beauty O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy fashion was trend setting O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy fashion was trend setting Your shirt was green like a tree bough And the sword on it did glow O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy fashion was trend setting O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy life was snuffed out cruelly O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy life was snuffed out cruelly You showed a certain lack of wit, By taking that lemming-thing by the bit O Orogarn, O Orogarn Thy life was snuffed out cruelly O Orogarn, O Orogarn We will miss you truly O Orogarn, O Orogarn, We will miss you truly We will remember you always, pal While we use your nifty crystal O Orogarn, O Orogarn, We will miss you truly “Vogonwë,” Merisu said, “don’t you think that singing a funeral lament before we are assured of our friend’s death is, perhaps, not in the best taste?” “Perhaps not, but I cannot wash this lazey taste from my mouth,” Vogonwë replied, “and it is certainly not the best taste.” “Whatever,” Pimpi commented, and they rode on in silence. __________________ All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.