Reminds me of the time some filkish types tried to rewrite BOFH-stories in the style of Chaucer's "Canterbury Tales".
Well vers'd was he in ye skylles of LARTe; 'twas said thirteen dozenne spammers he'd cleaved apart. His bootes were black, and about his wayste A cellephone, and a Leathermanne fair well were playc'd.
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Well vers'd was he in ye skylles of LARTe;
'twas said thirteen dozenne spammers he'd cleaved apart.
His bootes were black, and about his wayste
A cellephone, and a Leathermanne fair well were playc'd.