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For Writin' Me
(To the tune of (That's What You Get) For Lovin' Me by Gordon Lightfoot)
Lyrics by Dave Zarrow (from an idea by Louise Zarrow)
Imagine the Czar singing to his followers:
That's what you get for writin' me,
That's what you get for writin' me,
Well, everything you sent is gone,
As you can see,
That's what you get for writin' me.
I don't leave your stuff lyin' round,
It's in the trash, it's landfill bound,
If your stuff doesn't make the grade,
It just get tossed,
Just face it friend, your entry lost.
Now listen up, take it from me,
Your entry was just not fun-neeee-eeeeee,
I got a hundred more like you,
So don't be blue,
I'll have a thousand 'fore I'm through.
Before you start to whine again,
Claiming I only print my friends,
By using aliases we'll see,
If this is true;
I bet your best ones still won't do.
That's what you get for writin' me,
That's what you get for writin' me,
Well, everything you sent is gone,
As you can see,
That's what you get for writin' me.
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