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Whatever happened To Andrew Scott?
Whatever happened to Andrew Scott
Writing poetry all day long?
Has it been so long we've all forgot
How well that man sings a song?
Are you there, Andrew, you know without you,
The ‘Stute seems kind of bland.
Anarchy is threatening the forums, too,
And ol' Toerag is gettin' out of hand!
With Cwackers and Bugs and Elmer Fudd,
Your presence is nearing essential.
Don't worry ‘bout Cratchet - she'll never catch it,
If you give her those bogus credentials.
It's Justin Conceivable how unbelievable
This place has become.
I saw a witch melt but watching only felt
Justin Credibly numb.
Bugs is on the run, the Martian has a ray gun,
Hey, what's that all about?
Justin Thyme lost his rhyme, Justin Kase can't save face,
Come back Doc and straighten this out.
Whatever happened to Andrew Scott,
Don't tell me he ended up like Any Rooney.
There's tunes everywhere, Andrew, don't you care
That the ‘Stute has just gone looney?
The Unknown
The "King of Crayons" is sorely missed
His talents awe inspiring
We'll burn the flame 'till he gets back
With vigil never tiring
Oh Andwew, waaahhh aaahhhh youuuuuuuuu?
Justin Kace you wanted to
Know where we've hidden
Poor Andrew
He's locked up tight
within the 'Stute
with pencils and some
Paper too
I checked on him
This very night
He wrote some stuff
Then drew, An-drew. An-drew...
find me missing...Know that it is true, they
took away my crayons and gave me pen
and paper... but soon I'll escape these
confines and wreak havoc amongst my
fellow mates. NEVER FEAR...
ANDREW IS HERE! With my supper
sauce, and my faithful friend Fred.
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