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    Infract I may,
    Infract I might,
    Have this infraction tonight.
    Are you satisfied?

    Ban for rep,
    Ban for fame,
    You ban to make your name.
    Are those flamers fried?

    All the posts you waste.
    All the spam you've chased.

    Then you stare at your screen,
    'Cause you've lost your green.
    And you wave your hammer,
    But no one's to be seen.

    Don't want a lot,
    Just to be a mod.
    But Dawnseeker's rumbling,
    And you're left with just a name.

    Where's your green, Mod Nothing?
    Where's your green?

    Boards controlled,
    Bought and sold,
    One thousand spammers polled.
    Yeah, are you satisfied?

    Infract I might,
    Infract I may.
    Infract your rep away.
    Are those flamers fried?

    All the posts you waste.
    All the spam you've chased.

    Then you stare at your screen,
    'Cause you've lost your green.
    And you wave your hammer,
    But no one's to be seen.

    Don't want a lot,
    Just to be a mod.
    But Dawnseeker's rumbling,
    And you're left with just a name.

    Where's your green, Mod Nothing?
    Oh, where's your green?

    Huh!

    Infract I may,
    Infract I might.
    Have this infraction tonight.
    I want that pink name,
    I want it now.
    I want it all, and I don't care how.

    Careful who you infract.
    Careful what you post.
    Careful who you infract,
    You may regret it.
    Careful who who infract,
    You just might get it!

    Then you stare at your screen,
    'Cause you've lost your green.
    And you wave your hammer,
    But no one's to be seen.

    Don't want a lot,
    Just to be a mod.
    But Dawnseeker's rumbling,
    And you're left with just a name.

    Where's your green, Mod Nothing?
    Nothing.

    No you're just nothing.
    Where's your green, Mod Nothing?
    No, you're just nothing,
    Absolutely nothing.

    We're off to banny, banny land...
    Last edited by Bree Fletcher; 02-05-2011 at 10:48 PM.


    That kind old lady stopped the rain for us.
    She said it would only make us cold, and miserable, and sick.
    We thanked her and hugged her and she walked away smiling warmly.
    I miss the puddles...

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