Victory over Winamp the Third

[Canid]

He came to me with tales of joy,

Of valor he did speak.

And to my land I welcomed him.

Young Winamp ne'er the meek.

 

He rode upon his sturdy steed,

Of pride in reputation.

He showed us all a cheery guise,

And left no ill sensation.

 

Yet late at night in robes of black,

He crept around the towns,

And put the chickens in a sack,

And stole our finest hounds.

 

Upon my midnight wandering,

Him doing this I spied,

And realized, with dark insight,

That to us all he lied.

 

I followed him upon his prowl,

And when he turned for home,

I faced the scoundrel with a scowl,

And bit into his bone.

 

Oh how he howled disgraceful bribes,

And begged of my mercy.

Oh how I enjoyed eating him;

My tasty victory.

 

 

 

Ode to Winamp 3

[Gyrfalcon]

*Gyrfalcon laughs* You ate Winamp 3.0? What's everyone else going to do about upgrading their Winamps, hmm? (Well, alright, if you eat someone or something, there's usually a good reason for it.)

 

A good poem, but it's not quite understandable when given in the context of what you told me on IRC. I didn't notice Winamp stealing anything but free memory while I'm using it. *grins*