
Quiet reigns perhaps because many loonies are gone. I in song exult our peace:
Rest your feet before the fire
and hearken to the past,
when an ever-raging ire
was doused with thought at last.
Debates throughout the threads raged,
mind bravely facing mind.
No victory their aches assuaged:
every post repaid in kind!
Some minds were born by logic;
some minds bore madness deep
When the latter thought with magic,
The former could not sleep!
These minds, they therefore fought!
Every argument they tried
Was so finely shaped and wrought
That "Reason!" they almost cried.
Our forum with the fighting shook!
The uninvolved nigh wailed!
The moderators hammers took
and their powers well availed.
Blows echoed through our fora
And banished soon were three:
Da Blob, Lightspeed, and Lyra
Forever gone they'll be!
Therefore rest your feet and racing mind:
Let peace and celebration
Your spooled-up hearts unwind
And restore your constitution.
-Duxwing