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Raw Text (the Writers' Filk)
by Taselby

tune: Rawhide

Typing, typing, typing...
Keep them fingers typing,
Typing, typing, typing,
Raw text!

Through days and nights and weather,
It feels like forever,
Wishin' this fic was posting next.

Get that book! Grab a sword!
Get a sword! Grab the lube!
Yah! Write it up, raw text!