I used to rule the board
Spam would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
See the ruins of my old home
I used to roll the dice
Feed the seethe in /lgbt/'s eyes
Quench my joy with troon soijaks
Now the oldfag is dead
Long live the- ACK!
One minute I felt the keyd
Next the board was locked on me
And I discovered that my /kwey/ bros stand
Upon pillars of coals the pillars of /bant/
I hear the janitorial stuff is seething
Payless moderators are dilating
Be my proxy, my script and meds
My schizophrenic army in foreign threads
For some reason I can't explain
Once /kwey/ is gone, there is never
Never a honest word
And that was when I ruled the board
It was the wicked and wild wind
Cleaned up the stables to let me in
Shadow threads and the sound of ACKs!
People couldn't believe what became 'jaks
Moderators eagerly stand
For my ip range on a permaban
Just a 'jakker in a lonely space
God who would ever take my place
I hear the janitorial stuff is seething
Payless moderators are dilating
Be my proxy, my script and meds
My schizophrenic army in foreign threads
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint 'Cobson wont call my name
Never a honest word
And that was when I ruled the board
