This blog is a satire of the now-defunct ICQ chat service, which is thankfully dead because I destroyed it.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

ICQ Is Mine




This chat is mine
God gave this chat to me
This brave and ancient chat
To me

And when the morning sun
Reveals her spam and flames
Then I see a land
Where all trolls can run free

So take my hand
And troll this land with me
And troll this lovely land
With me

Though I am just a troll
When you and I both roll
With Satan's Fist
I know I can be strong

Though I am just a troll
When you and I both roll
With Satan's Fist
I know I can be strong

To make this room our home
If I must fight, I'll fight
To make this chat our own
Until I die
ICQ is mine

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