Once upon a midnight dreary, while I websurfed, weak and weary,
...over a strange and spurious website of 'hot punk chicks galore',
...immediately I clicked my fav'rite bookmark, when suddenly there came a warning,
...and my heart was filled with mourning, mourning for the girls that were there before,
..."'Tis not possible," I muttered, "mine naked ladies art there nevermore!"-
Quoth the server,
"Timmy hath gone to the store".
...over a strange and spurious website of 'hot punk chicks galore',
...immediately I clicked my fav'rite bookmark, when suddenly there came a warning,
...and my heart was filled with mourning, mourning for the girls that were there before,
..."'Tis not possible," I muttered, "mine naked ladies art there nevermore!"-
Quoth the server,
"Timmy hath gone to the store".