Les Bizarrables
Get a Life
LAURETTE:
How queer, this feeling that there's something more than this!
This fear -- can people just discover what they miss?
What's the matter with you, Laurette?
Have you read too much "Modern Bride"?
So many things unseen!
So many things untried!
Get a life?
There is so much to USENET, yet somehow
It all seems a joke.
Get a life?
There are times when I spy in the hallway
A pair of non-virtual folk.
And they live
In a world that is unenhanced,
Pre-defined,
And yet in no small way,
I am entranced!
Does he know I'm alive?
Do I know if he's real?
Is he faithful and true,
Or a horndogging heel?
Get a life!
I'll get out there and find
What the cyberless have --
I will live
In the now, in the here!
VALSEAN:
Dear Laurette, you're such an angry child.
How vengeful, how mad you seem to be.
Believe me, were it within my morals,
I'd side with you in quarrels.
How vexing it must be, I can see,
With just t.b for company.
LAURETTE:
There's not much I recall,
Almost nothing at all,
Till you waked me and claimed
That I'd suffered a fall.
You're so adamant in
Your refusal to blab
What's on all of those disks,
Why we live in a lab.
You guard, with lock and key,
My origins from me!
VALSEAN:
Say no more!
Say no more -- put this out of your mind!
It's the past!
And what's past is what's past,
Best left behind!
LAURETTE:
Get a life!
I'm no longer a child, I deserve,
As your child, to have heard.
What is your root password?
VALSEAN:
You'll be told.
Root is given to those who distinguish the lead
From the gold.
BLAIRIUS:
Get a life --
And the worst-tempered muse is an angel
Of light-hearted fun!
And my life seems to stop
And dominions contract
Until everything's centered on one.
Ayons-mine, you're the friend who has brought us near.
Thanks to you, I'm prepared to go hunt
My venomous dear!
And I'll stalk her on feet that are swift, that are sure.
AYONS-MINE:
Every fast-talking guy is a curse to the pure!
Get a life?
There's no suitable boy anywhere --
All the boys that I'm seein'
Aren't nice or Korean!
BLAIRIUS & AYONS-MINE:
Get a life!
And abandon this semblance of life...
BLAIRIUS:
Wasting rhyme!
AYONS-MINE:
Wasting time!
" Rapp