Ever since coming home from work last night--or really early this morning--I've had that song stuck in my head. So it caused me to make up another parody. And here it is!
When I logged in, I can't begin to remember when
But then I know I'm growing strong
Oh, wasn't the swing, whooo
And swinging became casting
Who'd believe I'd play an empath
Hands, touching keys, roleplaying out
Fighting orcs, healing wounds
Oh, sweet GemStone
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe it never would
And now I, look at the screen, whooo
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only roleplay, oh
And when I hurt
Casting spells to heal me
How can I bleed to death when an empath
Hands, touching keys, roleplaying out
Fighting orcs, healing wounds
Oh, sweet GemStone
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe it never would
Ohhhh, sweet GemStone, good times never seem so good
-Adam
"You guys took all the pretty places." ~Anonymous
