Join the new world

If you want to know who we are,
We are players without a land.
The eCountry that we were from
Is in somebody else’s hand.

In articles queer and qaint
We hardily state our ‘plaint.
To most it sounds very faint.
Oh

The question each MU asks,
Are there alliances that will pay?
Permanent rebel was not much fun
Wandering gypsy is now our way.

There is not the strength to hold
And the legend makes others bold
What can’t be held must be sold
Oh

We hold these truths to be
Even till a future day
It’s not the land we’re on
That binds the USA

We’re part of a great experiment
No matter where on the firmament
Going on in spite the ferment
Oh



Synopsis of the operetta: The players/protagonists become mercenaries, wandering the eWorld and only bound together by a RL idea. Needs a plot
Too much work for one person. Any G&S song will do.

Librettoly yours, weasel2.5