Sometime a bear just has to sing...

[WolfBaginski Bearsfoot]

Somewhere on a Grid, the wind rises. A tumbleweed passes, lifting a trail of dust. A small orchestra, apparently behind the next hill, starts playing, and a scrawny bear, attired as an ANSI-standard cowpoke, rides into shot. He is singing, and it is too late to run away...

 

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Go hide!

They're rollin', rollin', rollin'
Though the network's failin'
Keep the sim-code rollin', go hide!

Through lag an' grief an' drama
And hatred of Obama
Wishin' my gal was by my side

She's one sweet-shootin' **bleep**,
And you won't find me fussy
If I see her at the end of my ride

Shut 'em off, set 'em up
Knock 'em down, turn 'em on
Let 'em crash, boot 'em up
Go hide!

Cut 'em out, plug 'em in
Turn 'em on, boot 'em up
Load 'em up, plug 'em in
Go hide!

Keep bootin', bootin', bootin'
In the usual weekly routin'
Keep them servers bootin', go hide!

Don't try to understand 'em
Just boot and crash at random
Soon we'll be livin' high an' wide

My head's calculatin'
My true love must be waitin'
For when the Grid is safe enough to ride

Shut 'em off, set 'em up
Knock 'em down, turn 'em on
Let 'em crash, boot 'em up
Go hide!

Cut 'em out, plug 'em in
Turn 'em on, boot 'em up
Load 'em up, plug 'em in
Go hide!

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Go hide, go hide

 

 

The orchestra is now visible, and the bear waves a casual anarchistic salute to the conductor. Then is heard the opening bars of the Internationale (played on ukelele) and he pulls an iPhone from his belt. "Hi, sweetie. Yeah, they're still rolling out. You got a tree, a loaf of bread, and a jug of wine. Sure I can bring a book of verse. Inworldz, ya say? On my way." He taps on the iPhone screen, makes a peculiar gesture, and vanishes.

 Another tumbleweed passes.

 

[valerie Inshan]

[KarenMichelle Lane]

3rd Song request...

 

~ "Blood on the saddle" a la Disney Country Bear Jamboree ~

 

There was blood on the saddle and blood all around
And a great big puddle of blood on the ground

A cowboy lay in it all covered with gore
And he never will ride any broncos no more

Oh, pity the cowboy, all bloody and red
For the bronco fell on him and bashed in his head

There was blood on the saddle and blood all around
And a great big puddle of blood on the ground

[PudgyPaddy]

 

ETA: At the end, I wonder which of them 'got' the girl bear?

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