Filers proved today there is no such thing as an innocent question….
Bonnie McDaniel https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417321
By the way, since this is National Poetry Month, are we having Scroll titles based on poems?
The other Nigel https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417341
T’was Brillig and the Pixel Scroll did gyre and gimble in the web
Soon Lee https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417342
Two Pixels diverged in a Scroll, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
rea https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417454
Whan that Aprille, with hise pixels soote,
The scroll of March hath perced to the roote . . .
Jack Lint https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417441
Scroll Season!
Pixel Season!
Kip W. https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417443
Come file with me and read my scroll
And we shall prove the pixels droll
That Hugos, books, shows, and things,
Fans and working writers brings.And we will crawl about the Net
And hear of famous folk we’ve met
And if your joy be piqued to stroll
Come file with me and read my scroll.
Jack Lint https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417448
In the middle of the web in the land of Glyer
Lives a brave little pixel whom we all admire.…
I’ll just stop here as I’m not even sure if Glyer and admire rhyme.
Steve Wright https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417452
A Glyer who bore, ‘mid snow and ice
A pixel with the scroll device
Excelsior!
Jim Henley https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417464
Downward to pixels on extended scrolls.
For the Scroll’s more full of pixels
Than you can understand.The Scroll That Through the Vile Hive Drives the Pixel.
The scroll of pixels isn’t hard to master.
Pixel is Scroll; Scroll, Pixel. That
Is all ye file and all ye need to file.The apparition of these pixels in the scroll:
Items in a vile, long File.
Before I’d build a pixel
I’d ask what I was scrolling in or out.
Stoic Cynic https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417470
@Mike Glyer
I can recognize a rhyme, it’s meter that always gets my goatWell you know what they say:
Don’t do the rhyme if you can’t do the time….
Will R. https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417476
Oh Pixel, My Pixel (from the Dead Scrollers Society).
Stoic Cynic https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=1#comment-417481
I blame @Will R:
O PIXEL! my Pixel! our fearful trip is done;
The scroll has weathered every troll, the talk we sought is won;
The Hugo is near, Worldcon I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady File, the website bright and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where in ‘older posts’ my pixel lies,
Fallen cold, unread.
Greg Hullender https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=2#comment-417489
Pixels, pixels everywhere
And all the scrolls did link.
Pixels, pixels everywhere
Nor any pup to think.
(From “The Rime of the Ancient Filerscum.”
Stoic Cynic https://file770.com/?p=28284&cpage=2#comment-417508
Where there’s a slate, there’s a way!
Where there’s a slate, there’s a way!
Where there’s a slate…We want to vote the straight ticket today,
But Space Butt Raptor seems just so… outre’
We’re gonna gambit that gambit all dayWhere there’s a slate, there’s a way!
Left, Right.
(LEFT?!? WHO LET THAT SJW IN HERE! SKIN HIM!!!) *clangs, shouts, singing resumes*
Where there’s a slate, there’s a wayRight, right.
Right, right.
Right, right.—
With apologies to Rankin Bass
Peace Is My Middle Name https://file770.com/?p=22527&cpage=5#comment-262347:
This is last year’s, but still …
The Puppies is a slate, ma lads, for the Hugo Prize she’s bound,
And the quay it is aa garnished wi bonnie fanboyz round.
Captain Torgersen he orders tae vote the Puppies high,
He’ll fetch himself a Hugo, lads, or know the reason why.Chorus
And it’s cheer up, ma lads, let yer hearts fill wi hate.
When the Sad and Rabid Puppies nab the Hugos for the slate.Along the quays at Puppyheim the fanboys stand aroond,
Their angst all pulled aboot them and the salt tears rinnin doon.Oh, don’t you weep, my bonnie Pups, though ye’ll be left behind.
For the Beale will pal wi’ Scalzi, before we change our mind.Here’s a health tae the Son o’ Torger, likewise the John C. Wright,
Here’s a health tae the Monster Hunter, and the fans who fight the fight.We wear the trenchcoats o the brown, an fedoras o the gray,
We’ll pack the slate wi Pups me lad, we cannae lose that way.It’ll be bright baith day and night when the Puppy lads come hame,
Wi a load of Puppy Hugos, boys, and money tae oor name.Like the ships all crushed in ice, me lads, while fishing for the whale,
We’ll try and try and try again until the Pups prevail.