Ah, finally midnight by your time.
I was thinking what to do for the birthday of my clone-- after all, Scarab's got the monopoly on amazing artwork, and anyway I can't draw, and the options are fairly limited-- when finally it hit me, what I can do. Once I thought of it, it seemed pretty obvious.
Then it was just a question of finding a song that a) I knew, b) is singable, and c) is remotely adaptable for the purpose. You'd be amazed at how few songs are easily changed into a song about one's gender-flipped clone. So in the end I had to settle for something a little tongue-in-cheek, but heartfelt nonetheless.
Because I never tire of publicly embarrassing myself, here's the
audio (I apologize for the off-key-ness. I was a little rushed because of doing stuff with family).
And the lyrics, in case my voice is too painful to listen to:
By the time the Wall's been fixed and the echoes are all found,
He'll show us if he can,
No matter what the circumstance for one thing he's renowned,
Sicon112 is spit spot spic and span,
He's practically perfect in every way,
Practically Perfect?
So people say,
Each virtue virtually knows no bound,
Each trait is great and patiently sound,
He's practically perfect from head to toe,
If he had a fault it would never dare to show,
He's so practically perfect in every way,
Not rash but also not prone to concern,
Well educated yet willing to learn,
He's clean and honest, his manner refined,
And gives advice when the Tram's in a bind,
He suffers no nonsense unless there's something to gain,
There's nothing else I feel I need explain,
He's practically perfect in every way,
Practically perfect that's his forte,
Meta-Witch Hunters are hard to find,
A gambitter with a brilliant mind
He's practically perfect not slightly soiled,
Running like an engine, that's just been freshly oiled,
He's so practically perfect in every way,
Not temperamental?
Never
Not grouchy or gruff?
Oh, the very thought,
Will you keep playing when the going gets tough?
Quite the contrary,
Do you write stories without a big fuss?
Umm Hmm,
Or have objections to playing with us?
Oh, he likes games, and he wins them,
Some minor improvements may not go amiss,
But at all times you must remember this,
He's practically perfect in every way,
I guarantee,
Practically perfect we're glad he'll stay,
Each virtue virtually knows no bound,
Each trait is great,
And patiently sound,
He's practically perfect and here's his aim,
By the time he's done here we all will be the same,
We'll be practically perfect,
Practically perfect,
We will be practically perfect in every way.
In other words,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SICON! ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^
