
All the aggregations
Are rotten to their cores
And end in mass migrations
They come posting to our door
I know that I'm a Member
And my whole Gang I hold so dear
I know I'm a mere poster
But I have hopes and fears
I just wish I could have voiced them in the Golden Years
Endless threads of nonsense
Filled with taunts and bots
Flame wars, accusations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
They say they just don't see it
And claim Disqus' condensed
You just can't find agreement
In their normie heads
We all stem from common websites
Yet lack common sense
Post it loud, post it clear
You can read just as well as you cheer*
It's too late when you're banned
To admit you could use helping hands
So we offer up a welcome
To all the normies and their castes
We only sacrifice the bookmarks
It's the memories that last
So don't misjudge the kouhais
Though some may post the same
They may have some new perspectives
On 'if traps are gay'
And if you teach them right, and teach them well
They may just be O.K.
Post it loud, post it clear
You can read just as well as you cheer
It's too late when you're banned
To admit you could use helping hands
I wasn't there that evening
When my Bookmarks disappeared
I didn't get to save them
I just hope to find them here
I think I read a comment
Later that same year
"Still sad to see KM's gone,
sure nice this place persevered."
I just wish I could have posted in the Golden Years
Post it loud, post it clear
You can read just as well as you cheer
It's too late when you're banned
To admit you could use helping hands
*cheers as in the normies cheering for Solo Leveling