I'm going to make up a poem right now;
Red and Bold
Oh how I wish my name was Red
with tags wrapped, around it's head
power would course, through my veins
I'd be in control, I'd hold the reigns!
Mistakes? Not me! I'd be the best!
Being incorrect? That's for the rest!
I'd lurk and chat, and have a good time
read reports, and moderate the crime.
Pretend to listen, to their case
all the while, saving face!
For you see, I am the law
I can't be wrong, no, not at all!
But alas, my name is not Red
Nor do tags adorn it's head
So I browse and post in constant fear,
of what higher power might be lurking near.
If only! If only! My name was red!
but I guess, I'll be infracted instead =\
lol, I guess it's alright.