Oh well in five years time I could be worn out, overdue
With holes all around, as a rag for wiping goo
I may be long and gone, stained of old ink blue
Or lost in a closet under an old shoe
And it was one one one, that I had lasted
And one one one, I kept the sell
And one one one, while others blasted
And one one one, so what the hell!
'cause time have passed and I'm still selling lots and lots
While beating other shirts, to the dismay of WootBot
Every Monday, I've managed to cross the finish line
And in the top-20, so many times after time
And it was fun fun fun, hearing all the rants
It was fun fun fun, that I'm not done
And it was fun fun fun, to hear folks recant
It was fun fun fun, oh it was fun
While these years have gone by, I'm still here to be seen
So many short lived while I'm now the old bean
Those weeks and those sales, it's all like a zoo
But I survived every time, finding buyers anew
And it'll be sell sell sell, year over every year
And sell sell sell, I'm doing fine
And it be sell sell sell, to places far and near
And sell sell sell, while Wooters whine
Maybe I'm just timeless, for the poem here at hand
It's slightly abridged, but the folks understand
The shape of a Raven, a calligram just for you
To have lasted this long, is but a dream come true
In five years time, I might not be here
In five years time, I might not be clear
In five years time, I might not sell this long
In five years time, Woot might just prove me wrong
A huge congrats, haxrox, for 5 years!
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