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Song Parodies -> "Infants (Sorry, Sorry Write)"

Original Song Title:

"Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)"

 (MP3)
Original Performer:

Don McLean

Parody Song Title:

"Infants (Sorry, Sorry Write)"

Parody Written by:

Troll Survivor

The Lyrics

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dipFMJckZOM
Sorry, sorry write
Brace for ballots strewn your way
Goons spout nonsense, scummers prey
With pies they throw, the art gets hit by trolls
Shallow comments spill
Wretched dweebs pan the craft and skill
Trash the reads with their bitter swill
Uncultured are their lowly, impish slams

Now my fun's been spammed, much too fried to save, indeed
Hounds do sputter spurts of vanity
Hounds too viral to recede
Stray pug snot glistens, strays drip drops so foul
For laughs, they hiss and growl

Sorry, sorry plight
Gamy cowards that blight each phrase
Hurling bouts and violent sprays
Defective infants gibe as slime is spewed
Vultures strangely skewed swarm to feed on splattered brains
Feathered, craven minds unnamed
That swoop to pique the artists' chuckling fans

Now I understand why you cried and deigned to flee
Why you muttered forth profanities
Why your pride was fricasseed
Their potshots written: hatred, mocks and scowls
Pure crap, they pitched and howled

For they stood to club you
Buzzkill your subs so shrewd
And when those dopes they let unite
On this sorry, sorry site
Misjudged your write, as drubbers scoff and do
Oh, I stood to scold those infants
Your verse was never meant for ones
So rudely flung at you

Sorry, sorry write
Poor taste slung at entries galls
Shameless threads and nameless scrawls
With spies that stalk and lurk and act like pests
Like a change to bad from best
The sagging spreads and the nagging grows
The wilted scores and bloodied prose
Die scuffed and chokin' from the urchins' blows

Now I think I'll go join the scribes who strayed in grief
All this guff is such a tragedy
Now it's time to get relief
Great wits off driftin', they're off driftin' still
Alas, I miss their skill

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