The Memory Banks of Mudcat by Catspaw49

(Tune: "Banks of the Ohio" )

Took my computer, Back to the store
Like I'd done, Many times before
My CPU, Went up in smoke
Loading a thread, Named "What is Folk."

Only say, It will be fine.
And I can soon, Go back online.
I'm 'Cattaddicted, Its plainly seen
Now I can but stare, At this blank screen.

I scan the threads, Ten times a day.
So many have, So much to say.
There's lots of songs, Lyrics in full
Lots of talk, And lots of bull.

Bruce O. knows songs, From times long past
Spaw gives insults, Blows a possum's ass.
Peter T.'s, Thought for the day
Is that the heron, Will go away.

Rick picks, Mick flirts, El Swanno can dive.
And in Kat's garden, The faeries thrive.
Mario sings, Leej talks of Blake
And the Skiffler is, A total flake.

In the shower, Alice sings.
Pansy Rue, Does "other" things.
The Fair One fends, Off Micks' advance.
Alan of Oz, Wears her underpants.

Art, Joe, and Seed, Help smooth the ruts.
When gargoyle goes, Completely nuts.
The Paton's are, Like a Mom and Dad
Barbara gives her blessings, even when we're bad.

Mudcat radio, On Wednesday night
Will it crash? Well it just might.
Max must work hard, We all admit
'Cause Ol' Bert can't, Remember shit.

Computer's repaired! Pick it up at six.
Then I can get, My Mudcat fix.
Lord may it never, Go away.
Great friends all, Mudcat Cafe.