Chat on Gather

(Parody song based on "Dirty Water" by the Standells)

Drowned by the server, with a million e-mails to wade through...

So I'm deleting, unsubscribing -- ain't there somethin' better to do?

That's why I love to chat on Gather -- yeah, Boston, you're our home!

Old social networks -- like MySpace, all loaded with spam

I may get an invitation, but ten-to-one, it's just a scam!

Or some wild unknown starlet, "wanna see my new web cam?"

So I love that chat on Gather -- yeah, Boston, our new home!

Frustrated surfers, stuck on dial-up and boggin' down...

We just head straight for the orange -- orange you darn glad you joined?!

Yeah, we love that mirthy Gather -- rather be there than stoned!

If you need a recipe, Shannon's got it on command

Or if your camera's broken, check out Tomkins, first name Dan

For the field of nursing, La Bellota's got your zone

It's all up and active -- you won't feel you're just a clone

But sometimes we need a spell-check, Tom Gerace, make it known!

Archives of talent -- Tonia's pictures and my web tomes

Each has got a place here, anthology of righteous prose --

Ya gotta love that prat d'Gather, Boston's best-kept secret zone!

Look at all the contests -- witty wordplay, videodromes

It'd take your life to drink it all, but the journey's worth the foam

Our great Founding Fathers, pamphleteers in freedom's cause

We've topped 'em on a highway, electronic without pause.

That's why I love to write on Gather --

Alternate media's best hope!