[Beasty]

It was many and many a year ago,
In a clan made for H2V, 
That a dosser there live whom you may know
By the name of little lichy;
And this dosser be lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a spammer and he was a dosser,
In this clan made for H2V,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my little lichy—
With a love that the australian admins of Teamspeak
Coveted him and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this clan made for H2V,
A ban blew out of the Cloud, chilling
My beautiful little lichy;
So that his highborn aussies came
And bore him away from me,
To shut him up in a sepulchre
In this clan made for H2V.

The admins, not half so happy in teamspeak,
Went envying him and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
In this clan made for H2V)
That the hammer came down from the Cloud that night,
Chilling and killing my little lichy.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who had spamed more than we—
Of many far haxor than we—
And neither the admins in teamspeak above
Nor the doxxers placed in Kant's teamspeak
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful little lichy;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful little lichy;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful little lichy;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In his sepulchre after H2V—
In his tomb where ought to be.