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Peter Andersson a.k.a K1chyd

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They say that everything can be found on the long tail of the internet, but that's wrong! This week alone I've failed to find armadillo pork salami and blue llama cheese recipes for my grandma's wedding rehearsal reception toast Melba hors d'oeuvres, my way back to that ellusive blog post from two gigolos on Hillary's campaign trail runners blog recapping their experiences at Death Valley Marathon (I thought it was called "feel the bern in your quads", but apparently not), and two more people for a personal R&R S&M ménage à trois weekend with fair trade liquid vanilla fudge waterboarding and low fat hot asian nettle and chipotle tea enemas. I found nothing! But at least there's a word for that.

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As a search gives nil again
Duds, nothing more - I lose my cool
The screen displays I've honeycombed
All the Web 'til the cows came home

Nothing on Bing, nothing with Chrome
I've tried with Edge an' on DuckDuckGo
I've googled hell and heaven
And the lewd and academe

A hard search, running ashore
A fool's bid, most galore
Nothing from wisdom, or happenstance
Ads are swarming

This stuff's just ungoogleable
It's all concealed, unfindable
It sure's unattainable
I'm getting nada, it's unbearable

The World Wide Web turned a barren land
I've gotten more back from hipster hands
I'm drained of power, have migraine
And think I need new pants

I've spent close to a weekend night
And Google still has me banged to rights
The no return, ev'ry fracking search
I can't bear it or clutch it or stand it

A hard search, stuck in a moor
A fool's bid, in a hole
No single hit in this game of chance
Anger's forming

This stuff's just ungoogleable
It's all concealed, unfindable
The fail's indefinable
I'm drawing zilch here, it's ungoogleable


This shit is ungoogleable
It's all concealed, unfindable
The fail is remarkable
I'm getting nothing, it's unbearable

This shit is ungoogleable
It's all concealed, unfindable
I give up, it's terminal
I'm getting zippo, it's ungoogleable


© Peter Andersson. (I mostly did this parody because I love listening to the original song, it's been on my car stereo playlist for years, would probably have been one of Heavy Metal's classic sing-along anthems had it been written in the 80s instead of 2008).

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Rob Arndt - July 01, 2016 - Report this comment
So true, Peter- 555! I have collections of old books pre-Internet that possess information and photo histories not online. Also, over the last few decades, certain sites with all their unique information and photos are gone. And, of course, classified information gets greater as time passes making what used to be up-to-date info old news.

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