The TP Lament

Post by **grixit** » Sat Nov 17, 2007 5:00 am

Once i built a pure trust, it was a lark
Now i'm running for Nambibi
Once i built a pure trust, i fleeced a lot of marks
Brother, can you spare a Libby?

Once i walked a dog on sovereign ground
Then i was collared by the fibbie
Once i walked a dog, now i'm in the pound
Brother, can you spare a Libby?

Once i had a tech job, it paid well
But i thought i could do better as a Schiffie
Once i had a tech job, then i blew it all to hell
Thanks for blogging, Brother, can you spare a Libby?

Don't you remember, i was your guru
I said "don't be a slave, just gimme gimme gimme"
But you don't remember, now that i'm through
Brother, can you spare a Libby?

Once i had a practice, i worked hard
Till my husband led me into something dippy
Once i had a practice, now i'm doing a yard
Is it too late for me to be a Woman's Libby?

Paul · Post by **Paul** » Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:46 pm

Thanks for the great lyrics! I've copyrighted them in my own name, and published them first.

N.I. Lobachevski

(and, yes, Dr. Tom stole the idea from me!)

Post by **grixit** » Sat Nov 17, 2007 5:42 pm

Then it's up to you to write the Gene Chapman verse.

Paul · Post by **Paul** » Sun Nov 18, 2007 12:57 pm

Once I swore to my death I would fast,
No burgers, brats or ribbies.
Added 20 pounds to my fat @$$
Brother, can you spare a Libby?