A reference, if anyone needs it.-----
To Cirno's I came, seeking fortune
But they're making me post till I'm dead
The Janitors have it so easy
The mod's putting gold on his bread
The people of Patchy's are hungry
But think what a feast there could be
If we could create a book-loving state
That cared for the writers like me...
I am the man who arranges the books
That are written by authors just like you
When their deed is completed, I read
Till the end is decreed, then file them through
Sometimes it seems that to skim fics is fine
And the tale will reach its ending soon
Then I see
that there's plenty to goAnd I'll have to discard my afternoon
Can I have a short one, please?
Why must these infernal fics tease?
I am the man who arranges the books
That continue to fall from up above
Come, those who write! Let the authors unite!
A collective regime of peace and love
I work so hard in arranging the books
But the mod team and admins bleed me dry
But the readers will RISE, we will not compromise
For we know that CPMC must die
Long live Ruro, ban our foes
We salute the strawberry rose
I am the man who arranges the books
That continue to fall from up above
The books on the shelf can't belong to yourself
A collective regime of peace and love
I have no choice in arranging the books
And now Sakana rules, what she says goes
The rule of the game is we all are the same
And my fics must create unbroken prose
Long live Tuna, she loves you
Sing these words, or you know what she'll do
I am the man who arranges the books
That the one-weekly contest brings to pass
They come two weeks late, and they're meme-spamming bait
But it's still posted, even if it's ass
I am the man who arranges the tanks
So our enemies' blood will freely flow
The artists are dead! And Ruro is RED!
Let us point all our guns at the TSO!
We shall write forever more
We can start a flaming-post war!
I am the man who arranges the words
That are building a project Gappy fears
Frolic in glee for the great library,
For our VN is fueled by artist's tears!
I work so hard in arranging the books
But on IRC I can't vent my steam
It took ages for me to create my OC
And now she's been reduced to phweeing memes!
Pointless work for zero pay
This is one game I shall not play
I am the man who arranges the books...!
...But, tomorrow, I think I'll go outside.
My writing is poor, can't produce anymore,
Who will care if I let my fanfics slide?
Maybe folks will like me too
IF I WRITE A MARY-SUE!I am the man who arranges the books
That continue to fall from up above
My OC is me, and he's clearly OP
Tell me, why should I care for peace and love?
My OC is me,
and he's clearly OP
Tell me, why should I care for peace and love?
Peace and love
Peace and looooove!
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And now the shelves are down
The admins frown
There's Marty Stus all over town
The Tuna's lair: Well, don't despair
There's filleted fish surrounding there
The fairies gave us crystal meth
And Ruro bled herself to death
But now that Fate has stopped the hating
Who'll get in our way?
So we reject generic prose
And once again, respect the rose
Prepare the crosses, let them fly
Resign our posts? We'd rather die
We shall against the artists fight
We shall display our authors' might
We shall produce our fics and write
Forever and a day
Fiiiiiiic ooooveeeeeeeer.