The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Nov 29, 2007
The Guide
The Guide is dead.
Long live the Guide!
It seems this is often said.
Making the nervous run and hide.
Yet, from the ashes
Comes the call to arms.
Skankyrich has donned his glasses
And begins using all his charms.
Feel the shame and redness of cheek.
Come on! It must be said.
How dare you feel so bleak!
Get writing for the Guide, instead!