I'm not a writer, just a bored gamer...
Far away from the world, I get in my head
Thoughts are coming in, like a river flowing into the ocean
Today is the day my existence fades away ...
(With apologies to the singer of the “Song of the Banjo”.)
I'm a homely little bit of tin and bone;
I'm beloved by the Legion of the Lost;
I haven't got a “vox humana” tone,
And a dime or two will satisfy my cost.
I don't attempt your high-falutin' flights;
I am more or less uncertain on the key;
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