The whole camp in one post ...
Hello fuses, my old friend.
Geoff has come to talk to you again.
Because an electron softly creeping
Induced a field while he was sleeping.
And the direction, that was planted in his brain
Still remains
Outside the bounds of science
With his Walkman he walked alone
Through narrow hallways he calls home
Neath the halo of the directional camp
He dreams of cables but he has no amp
And his eyes were stabbed by scattered laser light
That CD wasn’t right
It was outside the bounds of science
And in the audio forums there he saw
Ten thousand “philes”, maybe more
“Philes” posting without considering
That $15 for a $3 spring is price gouging
“Philies” buying things, without even a care
Because no one dared
To question the bounds of science
Robert said, ah you do not know
Geoffkait’s posts, like a cancer grow
Read his words that fail to teach you
Collected thoughts designed to mislead you
Because his words, like a teleportation tweak fail
Or magic pebbles that are on sale
Are outside the bounds of science
