Oh, Eh?
[Reinfield Turnbull approaches the lecturn, quietly straightens his
lanyard
and clears his throat before he begins:]
There are times when a show gets taken off the air
And it stunk so bad that nobody can really care, oh, eh?
But it's when such things cut you to the quick
That you must rush to your keyboard and write some fanfic.
Step One: So you want the guys gay?
Just add a little lube and they'll do okay.
Step Two: Ren Turnbull is for you?
Well, he's an undercover dude with the CIA.
Step Three: Oh, you don't like season three?
Well, pretend it never happened and there's no Kowalski!
Step Four: *Due South*'s cancelled no more!
It lives on in the minds of duesers, okay?
So just write some fanfic, oh, eh?
[In the background, Willy, Jerome, and that blonde chick in the car who's
going to Miami chime in:]
(You can due it!
It's all up to you, oh, eh?
With a plot bunny or two you can write your own tale today!)
You can make Elaine the star of the show!
Create minor parts from real people that you know!
Just follow your heart and very soon you will say,
"Gimme feedback, oh, eh?"
Step One: So you want the guys gay?
Just add a little lube and they'll do okay.
Step Two: Ren Turnbull is for you?
Well, he's an undercover dude with the CIA.
Step Three: Oh, you just love season three?
Well, kill off Ray V and Fraser loves Kowalski!
Step Four: *Due South*'s cancelled no more!
It lives on in the minds of duesers, okay?
So just write some fanfic, oh, eh?
You can make Elaine the star of the show!
Create minor parts from real people that you know!
Just follow your heart and very soon you will say,
"Gimme feedback, oh, eh?"
("Gimme feedback, oh, eh?")
"Gimme feedback, oh, eh?"
("Gimme feedback, oh, eh?")
"Gimme feedback, oh, eeeeeh eeeeh eeeehhhh?"