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Cake day: June 26th, 2023

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  • The Web invaded Mainframe
    Sprite and virus battled side by side,
    Attempting to reclaim the city
    from the rift which opened wide.

    But Megabyte betrayed Bob and
    he threw him deep inside the pit.
    The pit was closed and Bob was hosed
    and all that he could say was “Nooo!”

     

    Without Bob to protect us
    we thought we would have no barrier,
    From he who would infect us
    except Enzo, which was scarier,
    The city shivered terrified
    from fear of the Infector’s touch…

     

    “I guess your fear was verified, I wasn’t a protector much.”

     

    (I guess our fear was verified, he wasn’t a protector much)
    (I guess our fear was verified, he wasn’t a protector much)
    (I guess our fear was verified, he wasn’t a protector-ector much)

     

    It wasn’t Enzo’s fault at first
    he only was a little Sprite,
    At best he was the worst but then
    he slowly learned to do it right,

    And just as he was getting skilled
    a Game came down he couldn’t win,
    I thought for sure they’d both been killed,
    first Bob then Enzo, not again!

     

    (And just as he was getting skilled a Game came down he couldn’t win)
    (She thought for sure they’d both been killed, first Bob then Enzo, not again!)

     

    I went from Game to Game
    I aged, I grew and lost my innocence,
    I soon became enraged by each
    and ev’ry bad experience,

    The Sprite you knew was gone
    I had become a grim aggressor man,
    I knew from that point on
    that I was truly Bob’s successor man.

     

    (The Sprite we knew was gone, he had become a grim aggressor man)
    (He knew from that point on that he was truly Bob’s successor man)

     

    I met up with the Webriders
    and took the form of Interface,
    I joined my gun with pirate swords
    and sailed the seas of cyberspace,

    And when at last the pair of us
    were fin’lly reunited guys,
    Our shouts of joy did blare because
    we really were delighted guys.

     

    We soon made tracks to Mainframe
    so our friends could reunite with us,
    We made it back and Megabyte
    was waiting there to fight with us.

    When Bob went face to face
    to face to face with Hexadecimal…

     

    …his chances for survival shrank from small to infin’tesimal.

     

    (His chances for survival shrank from small to infin’tesimal)
    (His chances for survival shrank from small to infin’tesimal)
    (His chances for survival shrank from small to infin’tesi-esi-mal)

     

    Bob helped to defragment my head
    while Matrix fought with Megabyte,
    I thought he’d wind up dead
    but Matrix put up a terrific fight.

    I’d dreamed of this each lonely night
    of doing in that virus trash,
    But just as I had won the fight
    he engineered a system crash!

     

    (You dreamed of this each lonely night of doing in that virus trash)
    (But just as you had won the fight he engineered a system crash)

     

    What Megabyte had hoped to do
    was cause his death to crack us up,
    I gambled on the User to ReBoot
    and thereby back us up.

    It worked! We all were born anew
    and rid of things barbaric,
    And now we’re back together,
    Ev’rything’s alphanumeric!

     

    (It worked, we all were born anew and rid of things barbaric)
    (And now we’re back together, ev’rything’s alphanumeric)

     

    And now we’re back together,
    EVERYTHING IS ALPHANUMERIC!!