I was looking for b00bs on YouTube
When I got called a n00b by some rube.
Well, those parents of mine
Conceived me online
So my view is that Y0U are the n00b.
Still catching up, still somehow four behind. If only we were on that eccentric time system that is coming up in three comics' time, perhaps I would fare better.
I'll stand on street corners and shout:
"If you ever catch me using Klout
(Unless it's to opt
Out, or get alerts stopped)
I implore you to please lay me out."
OSX has a problem, and that's
That it's shortly to run out of cats.
With th' exception of lynx
Every name that's left stinks
So they'll soon end up looking like prats.
Kickstarter's no longer a cash cow –
It's all got to be much more flash now.
So it'd be great
If you'd all please donate
To help set up a pitch with panache. Ciao!
If your soul and/or body is achin'
And you're findin' it hard to keep fakin'
A positive zing
About everything
Then it's high time you brought home thebacon.
The catch-up begins. More soon.
If someone’s a gap in their knowledge
Don’t sniff “Where did you go to college??”
Why not be a nice chap
and fill in the gap—
There's far more potential for LOL-age.
Philosophy's rigour is puny
But maths is so abstract it's looney.
A baboon could do business
And chem is just fizziness
So what am I doing at uni?
Really, I ought to continue this to cover everything in the song in the comic. But I'm already late in posting. We'll see...
If your browser history stinks
You can run from the nudges and winks
You can say you were blinded
—You’re really high-minded—
But you can’t hide from those purple links.
Play the sax, make flapjacks, or speak Spanish:
All these talents can happily vanish.
So why make maths the most-
Chosen talent to boast
That, post-school, you've decided to banish?
