The Dreamwidth Colossus

[misskat]

The Original

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!

My version:

Not like the brazen website of blogging,
With untamed features causing trouble here and there,
Here at our red-themed, accessible gates shall stand
Two mighty people with torches, whose flames
Are super awesome, and their names
Suit and Geek. From their keyboards
Comes world-wide welcome; their terminals
rule the 1st Amendment's harbor which servers frame.
"Keep, brazen website, your storied pomp!" cries she
while he codes. "Give me your tired, your weird,
your geeky masses learning to code for free...
Send these, the blogless, troll-harassed to me,
I lift the pink site scheme beside the sign-up page!"

Aaaaand SCENE.

-Kat

Comments

[ninetydegrees]

Whee! This is aweseome!

[branchandroot]

Give me your tired, your weird,
your geeky masses learning to code for free...

*gets to this and laughs until she actually cries*

[jjhunter]

YES. ALL THIS. :oD

[darkemeralds]

\o/